September 9, 2012
By , Barcelona, Spain
I rest my soul upon his shoulder,
as tears drip down my surface,
I crumble though I'm set in stone,
I fall into him and he takes me as a whole,
Engulfing me into his arms,
As our structures crumble into one another,
Supporting arches clash and fall,
He hold my focal point in his hand,
beating harder every moment it bleeds.
My halls fall empty and hollow,
I am vulnerable in his palm,
Falling away brick by brick,
Skin flakes away,
Strong winds break me down,
his warmth keeps me safe,
Our embrace holds my soul together,
From the hard world we face.

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