My mind, my thoughts, my words

Yours

handsLet me be your harbour when you need to rest

Let me be your compass when you go on a quest

Let me be your pillow when you sleep

Let me be your plaster when you bleed

Let me be your antibodies when your wounds won’t heal

Let me touch your heart when you can’t feel

©G1n-a

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This entry was posted on 20/12/2012 by in Creative Writing, Literature.
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