Tuesday, 8 September 2015

Reload

Where I pass by, cross roads,
 I remember what it's like to have been a toad,
Ugly and humped,
Less loved than the less hideous frogs.
 I forgot to love myself in times I fear,
When I want so bad,
when I tear apart what I hold dear,
In all anxiety and calmness I search within ruins,
How to surrender whilst not shattering,
or breaking apart sanguine.

 Love and fear come together,
To expand and glorify each another,

What is love when I don't know fear?
In contrast to yield to the joyous heart of ears.

I Love You,
Too easy to subdue.
Before I say it to anyone else,
I must first,
say it to myself.

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