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to my universe
To my universe,
To my moon, to my stars
To the healer of the scars
On the wrist that my knife
Lay upon last week.
To the savior of the slave
Of the bold and of the brave
Redeemer of the strong and
Of the meek.
Oh, to she who makes me tremble
Like the swelling of a cymbal
Oh, to she who tends to cause my
Knees to shake.
Oh, to you who makes me fall
You, my sky, me sun, my all
To she who tends to tell my
Heart to break.
There is love and there is pity
O, from you love would be plenty
Alas, pity seems to be all that
I get.
Lo, the past we cannot change
But the future we’ll arrange
We’ll forsaken all the pain
And the regret.
Words cannot describe my feelings
Pounding heart, my body’s squealing
Words cannot describe, but I’m sure
They’ll try.
Like the feeling on a full moon
Like the wonder of a monsoon
All I know is that these feelings
Are for you, my moon, my stars
My sun, my all, my universe
My sky
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