I am many things.
Am
I
the
everything
that i wish to be?
Everything
I am,
Is
that
what you see?
the stayer awake
of thirty six hours,
carrier of new borns,
arranger
of
flowers.
And
I
have
super
powers.
I am the fixer of broken,
mender
of
parts.
I
fix
all
the
broken hearts.
I fix all the cuts,
the scrapes,
( The thirty times an hour I attach the capes )
I am the name cried out in the night,
I am the hold that holds you tight.
you are the reason
I'm the stopper of smoking,
my bright eyes and oxygen,
my
no
longer
choking.
am I all that i could be?
am i the world,
is that what you see?
I
am
everything
you
are
to
me.
- Author: Yorke ( Offline)
- Published: December 11th, 2015 02:20
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 21
Comments1
Nice. Has a good message. Like
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