For Her

I would rip open my chest and reveal my bleeding heart 
Stand unwavering, torn apart
Naked as my soul 
Raw as the bitter cold I felt before you 
To prove that I am real 
I'd bare it all if only to help you heal
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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