So take my hand,
and take these words
and take this gaze
that sees you as you are
Beneath those waves you try so hard to brave...
Nobody ever knows
what's in another's soul -
the struggles they are fighting,
the suffering,
the loathing, the oppression.
I reach out to you - take my hand
I see you - you're beautiful
And take these words -
It's all I have to give.
Inspired by the death of Chester Bennington.
Peace
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