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My bravery

My bravery
Might not be dominating
Roaring
At the top of it’s lounges
It may
Not be hidden
In shiny armour
Defended by knights
My bravery
Is the fire
Burning
A hole in my chest
The stubborn beating of heart
Standing up for what keeps it alive
And it is here
Still
Even though you tried to kill it
It is here
Still
Even though the world is sometimes cold
Because it knows
That behind the hate
The seed of love will always be
Waiting to be awakened
By a new kind of strength




Fri vers (Fri form) av Tess Waltenburg
Läst 253 gånger och applåderad av 1 personer
Publicerad 2019-01-17 14:50



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  Lars Hedlin
Som fågeln Fenix reser sig ur askan och börjar allt på nytt igen! :)
2019-01-25
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