Poem: Purple Heart, Toy Soldier

I follow my fears, a trail of blood and tears, to thScreen Shot 2016-01-03 at 12.57.40 AMe little boy in the broken lighthouse.

In his presence, I become all that he needs. Mother, Sister, Twin Flame, Me.

I carry him, the wounded soldier, went off to battle with his toy sword.

My brave hero, he is dying now.

I will let him

go.

 

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