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I still hold your heart in my hands

sending light and love to the aching

cracked, broken, damaged muscle

there is no need for it to hurt

for so many nights and days

months and years

there comes a time when it must mend

so I hold your heart in my hands

and send light and love

the kind that is invisible

yet reaches the deepest parts

healing the wounds

sewing up the gaps

erasing the scars

I hold your heart in my hands

and hope that you start to feel it

and that it warms up

and starts to glow

as it is a beautiful heart

that need not hide in darkness

any more days or nights 

months or years

this heart of yours will mend

and you will no longer feel pain