Invincible
P Patti Masterman
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I carved invincibly your name out of sand
Then tried to carry it in the palm of my hand
Half the grains fell, as I sank like an anchor
But inside your heart, I found no trace of rancor.
So take me and build me your castles own dream
With tower and parapet, and well-mortared seam
Then rule me with kindness, and reign long within:
And I'll call you lover, but also, my friend.
Bu şiiri puanla
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