Someday I’ll write this.
Words charged like a criminal.
Pen hard pressed to the page.
Someday I’ll right this. Cover bruises
with kisses. Whisper long armed
lullabies that hold us while we sleep. I
never believed in heroes, but I always believed in you. You were
mine. I'm sorry I couldn't be yours.
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