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You carried the stories
Parts of me that I wrote,
they took shape until they became stories
and I wanted to send them to heaven,
to be blessed by angels.
I didn't send them to anyone,
I allowed you to carry in your heart,
somehow to belong with each other.
You will cry with me
when I confess they were everything
I wanted for us.
© AmyBlair
#everything #parts #stories #heart #blessed
they took shape until they became stories
and I wanted to send them to heaven,
to be blessed by angels.
I didn't send them to anyone,
I allowed you to carry in your heart,
somehow to belong with each other.
You will cry with me
when I confess they were everything
I wanted for us.
© AmyBlair
#everything #parts #stories #heart #blessed
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