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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Did I sign a contract? For these personal life experiences slept beside my always busy mind Calling to me As I stumbled down the Devil’s staircase Once encased by my addictions Bathed and soaked scars that I allowed myself to control and define me Suddenly, My Angels picked me up and filled that empty space So I could teach one how to adore thine own scars So I could pick you up, up, up, up, up, up. And fill your empty space I remember the time of feeling unable to get back up again My wings tethered and my mind scattered and my chest splattered as I echoed each breath of these unbearable gifts I see the devil in every mirror and through every souls doorway I encounter their demons Sometimes facing them into the late hours of the night I’ve shed tears for my ancestors Bearing the weight they couldn’t shed Carrying these immortal longings along with the commitment of releasing them My Angels picked me up, up, up, up, up, up And filled that empty space, space, space, space So I could pick you up, up, up, up, up, up To teach you how to love each scar How to dress unattended wounds How to weep below the moon, moon, moon, moon How to growl in the face of each darkness How to listen to a fellow sad face How to learn how to love yourself As you stumble down the Devil’s staircase I’ll pick you up, up, up, up, up, up And fill each empty space, space, space, space I signed a contract, to bear a loving heart That loves so deep With a soul that weeps And a chest that will breathe These immortal longings.
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