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She Is
She is the eye in my storms
The beating of my faltering heart
The hand I look for in the dark
The returning light at the end of my tunnel
The flowers blooming after a harsh Winter
And the first fresh breeze of Spring
She is the calm rush of the ocean
The smell of rain after a downpour
The feeling of a newly bought onesie
The sweet taste of chocolate
The breathtaking sight of a sunset
And the sound of my favorite songs
To put it simpler, she is my everything
With all my fears riding my shoulders
I hope I'm those things for her,
too
The beating of my faltering heart
The hand I look for in the dark
The returning light at the end of my tunnel
The flowers blooming after a harsh Winter
And the first fresh breeze of Spring
She is the calm rush of the ocean
The smell of rain after a downpour
The feeling of a newly bought onesie
The sweet taste of chocolate
The breathtaking sight of a sunset
And the sound of my favorite songs
To put it simpler, she is my everything
With all my fears riding my shoulders
I hope I'm those things for her,
too
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