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First poem I ever wrote. For that very special someone.

While the world lies shattered at our feet
With it’s twisted plans and people
You’re the only hope I have for a brighter future
You’re more than that, you’re hope itself.

In a dark world everything that shines
Is your smile, beautiful and pure
You’re not human, but an angel in disguise
You’ve lost your wings

I love your imperfection
It makes you feel so real
When angels fall, they will be broken
You’ll still be standing still

And I hope that you’ll remember
The man who wrote a poem
He doesn’t master words
He’s a mere human
But you’re everything to him.

Remember him.