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For you

  • Writer: The Scholar's Chronicle
    The Scholar's Chronicle
  • Jul 8, 2023
  • 1 min read

My love

I know you feel heavy

Your heart is the blooming sun and you carry the treacherous sea upon your weary shoulders

It's not easy being your own universe

It's not easy to carry the stars

In a world full of darkness


My love

I know you feel burdened

You mouth holds hostage the darkest of tales and you carry the gloomy clouds

It's not easy being your own star

It's not easy to carry the sunshine

In a world plagued by darkness in our hearts


My love

I know you feel disheartened

Your stomach bears the brunt of our evils and yet you carry our rain, shine, cloud, snow at the tip of your fingers

It's not east to speak truth in a bluff we curse as life

It's not easy being the moon

Reflecting goodness in a world of evil


But my love

I promise to be your haven

Share with me your happiness, your fears, your pains, your excitement, your sadness

You don't have to feel heavy

You don't have to feel burdened

You don't have to feel disheartened

I'll bear the pain, the evil

I'll carry the sea, the sun, the moon and everything in between

For you i


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