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Reminders help to carve pathways,
Teaching you a lesson,
Painful sorrow hurting greatly,
Eyes bleed, while Ears deafen,
Weeping screens the reality,
To show the real concern,
And emotion is so bittersweet,
But it is what I yearn.
And strength can come with some help,
And perhaps can help too,
And if you spread your wing out now,
I will spread more for you.
Deep wounds sometimes never heal,
As you very well know,
But sometimes some things can help ease,
And help you live and grow.
And you've spent more than enough,
But still I cannot see,
Im blind, afraid, and maybe willing,
Could you take something free?
Strings themselves do not last,
And need constant repair,
And in the beginning they do not assemble,
But is it enough to bear?
You say you've lost your way,
And from the path you've strayed,
But what path is there really?
You carve it every day.
Stop with the "supposed to be's"
And every missing thing,
It's never really right in your mind,
What you dont know it could bring.
Adding, Subtracting, Math is calculation,
And not everything is what it seems,
So take what could be miracle,
And forget about the screams.

And as for you, be yourself,
Always, don't hold back,
Loving people will accept you,
And everything you might lack.
And here, I will hand you,
Everything if need be,
Take it, Hold it, But dont hurt it,
If you wish it to be free.
You can reveal anything,
And everything you are,
And messed up, me, I myself,
Can show you my own scar.
And even for a little while,
You can feel afraid,
Lacking confidence, vulnerable,
But they will never fade.
By they, I mean reality,
And everything inside it,
All the risks you ever take,
Will definitely be worth it.