Saturday, May 5, 2012

If you

If you let me
love you, I will
fashion my best words into
a lullaby and my worst
into daggers to fend off the
demons from your rest. I
understand you. I want to
watch over you as if my
presence could offer some
form of protection from the
things that plague us, the inner
ghouls that are impervious to the
walls we craft in defense.

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