Words like tender
Soft spoken like silk
Every page I turn I began to wonder
Spare me some milk
People are walking by
They laugh and they smile
Listening to my story
A life fueled with denial
I give everything I had
Give all that I can offer
To love a life without being afraid
Till the end of time come together
This is me
This is my story
This is my glory
This is me
Between this parted pages
I rest my hopes and dreams
So I may heal these bruises
Gently as it seems
Life needs time to think
It shows that we are just human
Perhaps that is our missing link
That is the only thing that makes us human
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