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The walls were torn down.
She use to be in a place
where she felt home.
The windows were broken in.
She had built a love for
me with her bare heart.
The doors were kicked in.
This time she is hoping
I come build her a love
with my bare heart.
The floor had holes in them.
Her love is waiting for me
to travel back within her.
I’ll climb the tallest
mountain to get to your
soul. Time after time you
held on to me. I’ll like
to hold on to you forever
now. I’ll build this love
strong for you. I’ll
build a universe to hold
how real your love is.
Our home will be rebuilt
with my heart and strength.

-My Spoken Truth

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