Somebody said that I’d have to- Lift them up- Part the enemies from friends- Hold the moon so it- Only shine on them- Flesh and bone- I can hold you- And fight off demons- The thunderbolt- Given to every man- Sometimes strikes a victim- That I do not- Want to be apart of- First be trained to fight- But learn how to love- If the shackles in your dungeon- Are a familiar on your wrists- And ankles- The light trickles in thru the cracks- I’ll be waiting, but I can’t turn the key- To unlock you- You first need to trust yourself- It’s cloudy in your eyes, I know- Your heart hangs in every rainstorm- I know, its shadow boxing with yourself- Turn the lock, and leave the shackles- And come as you are- I’ll be waiting- In warmth, in the stars- I’ve heard you shout my name- A thousand times- But this time, you’ll only have to whisper-Birth sign: Libra
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