![]() MiracleA Poem by Beren![]() And then I go and spoil it all By saying something stupid like "I wrote a poem for you"![]() Spring came knocking on my door when I met you Flowers bloomed when I wrote you a poem Before you, there were days when I lost myself and couldn't get up from the concrete of cold rooms Your words gave me wings and double blankets I know I'm dead My life was supposed to fade away I wasn't supposed to get my breath from the soil above me and I was supposed to be alone in a coffin Now that I'm in heaven I have no worries and no limits I will only kiss my angel as much as I can I will try to protect my place in heaven Before you, my life was as fake as the winters in the South My tears didn't even have a taste I didn't know the world was so colorful Now I will tell my birthday as the day I met you Embraced every hell we made each other go through Only you will know my name Because I know that no one else is real I know that the color of babies' eyes is not clear when they are first born But I am not afraid I will love that baby in any way Even if he is different Even if there are problems in the future He will be my baby And I will give him all my love when he needs it I do not believe in the miracle of creation But I believe in the miracle of us meeting I know that I am resurrected And this time I will live right
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