My heart you grasp within your palm,
It beats a melancholy song,
Praising love and kind of breath,
And beats within your hands held depth.
Gently hold its life in yours
As softly i embrace your core.
And secrets you have kept within,
Are mine to know of all your sin.
And all the good that you've bestowed,
Upon a world we have betrothed,
To all whom risk the change and speed,
Of nature and mechanic seed.
They grow as hand and heart are one,
From where we are now heading from.
Into unkown bounds explored
On earth how she so soft implores.
And withered may be futured past.
As feathers fall through winds so vast.
And stars will shine to light the night.
As we will never fall from fight.
For in the end the good is what,
We are when bleeding our own cut,
Another lesson learned in time,
All we loose we hope to find.
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