 | I wrote this for someone a short while back. I didn't really know what to call it, so...
People can touch us in so many ways. Sometimes our heart spills over with joy, And sometimes, we fell discarded like an old toy A single word can leave a spark that shines the rest of our days or can leave us cold and bitter and yearning. Sometimes, we don't know how we've been moved Till one day later, we are captured by that same strong burning
Sometimes though, we are afraid to let them in,
and risk the chance of being hurt again.
But if we are strong, our feelings will be proved,
And we can find the strength to stand,
Knowing we now have a place to safely land.
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