July 18, 2009

#112 is there?

is there a home for me in your scars
i won't yell or hit
is there a spot for me in there with the tears you fight to keep
i won't break trust
are you willing to accept an umbrella
under the thick rain-cloud that sits above you
everywhere

i don't mean to scare you
i just see the little girl
i understand your anger and your shell
i want to find a home in your scars

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