The Cactus
As long as
I can protect you
From the ceaseless rain,
Let the thorns feast on
My skin
My heart
My soul.
Even you do not require
My presence
And never turn around,
I will keep protecting you
From afar
Even the thorns
Feast on my skin
My heart
My soul
For eternity.
-Nuruljannah-
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