I wish these words were mine
Instead they belong to me
Some quiet child inside
Fading, unseen
The cave is warm and small
The stars are painted here
Someday I’ll feel my worth
Someday near
Sit with me a while
I’ll even let you speak
You’ll want to say your piece
Soon
No warrior I know is weak
Lay with me tonight
The sky is painted here
I love myself
I promise
I’ve painted every tear
There is no sound
I remain yours,
Lesley
Hallelujah Heartist
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