As you lay your sympathetic head on my tired, yet broken shoulder,
The seeds of warmth are grown within my damaged chamber.
Unleash the mist of glory.
Make my ego bolder.
As if we watched a vivid story.
I wish the time went slower...
When I heard you speak, I gained nothing but your wisdom.
When I felt your friendly presence, the world was ruled by a caring Kingdom.
While the time by passes & calls for need,
I climb the mountain, with force & strength, indeed.
Now...
I know that I can & I will,
because I have dominant power of will.
So come and feel my pulse with pride & dignity,
For the sake of what I call, an Empathy...
2007-08-16
11:08:14
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