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I see You buddy
I see Your pain
Like young Michael Caine
Your frame
But on the inside You perceive Yourself to be stained
Enraged You say?
Well behaved
The hurt still remains
You’re afraid to be broken
Bad, forever forsaken, taken
For granted, enchanted
By the outside glamor
I’m here to tell You
You’re cut in all the right places
Just taste it, face it
Be in the trenches
Chase it
And then finally embrace it
For You will see
We’re cut in all the right places
With wounds so deep
Nothing left to do but weep
Now in My arms is where I keep
The love
I’ve always sought
Now I find
It was waiting for me in all the right places
With fire,
Ian Altosaar
