I am wind,
I am wave,
I am fire,
I am hail.
I am what you want to feel,
I am what you need to heal.
I am the caress in your hair.
I am the memory in your tear.
I am your future, and your past;
I am your freedom, and your cast.
I am the solitude you choose,
I am the emptiness up close.
I am the promises you made.
I am sunlight, I am shade.
I am the siren in your dream,
I am the horror in your scream.
The wounds that run so deep in me,
Far too many for you to see,
Leave me but a gaping wound;
Won't you come and heal me too?
I am wave,
I am fire,
I am hail.
I am what you want to feel,
I am what you need to heal.
I am the caress in your hair.
I am the memory in your tear.
I am your future, and your past;
I am your freedom, and your cast.
I am the solitude you choose,
I am the emptiness up close.
I am the promises you made.
I am sunlight, I am shade.
I am the siren in your dream,
I am the horror in your scream.
The wounds that run so deep in me,
Far too many for you to see,
Leave me but a gaping wound;
Won't you come and heal me too?
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