Waiting for the weather to break, looking for sunshine even if fake
Something to warm my body, something to make me feel less shoddy
Under the snow lies the grounds fault, secrets hidden under the white vault
Like the walls that we build around our hearts, so no one can get in- no one can even starts
To see us for who we are, to see us with our scars
Like the sunshine melts the snow, slowly but steadily with it's warm glow
So I hope someday for a truest love, one that is righteous and from above
To unbuild my walls brick by brick, with patients and love even when in the thick
To see my pain yes see my scars, yet love without number like the stars
I long for that love- I do indeed, The day my maimed heart be freed
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