George Mercado
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#poetry

his words were so cold
so unfeeling
that I could see
not just how he broke you
but how he had darken
even the brightest dawn
and so
I offered you the sanctuary
of my soul
to keep you whole
until it's time for you
to go
and I'm left alone
again
the healer of souls
04:58 PM - Apr 22, 2024
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