A thousand decades

if she sat beside you
would you let her
tell you the story
of her life
as the ink rushes
through her veins
and the world
stops for just a moment

would you caress 
the worn edges 
of her soul
torn from her past
that she tries to forget

would you love her
for a thousand decades
and let her love you
for a thousand more


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