Her Heart Is A Home For The Feral Things

Her heart is a home for the wild things

Ones too broken, to be left unseen

The ones with unheard, unsung melodies

With no worries about what’s in between

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Feral emotions that protect from unfaithfulness

Brokenness — bearing scars from another

Finding a place full of hope and companionship

Healing wounds, finding strength in each other

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Yes, her heart is a home for the wild things

If you find yourself lost and alone

Come on in, drop your worries and stay awhile

If you are lonely my friend, welcome home

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Don’t be afraid to be vulnerable

There is value in transparency

The world will take what it wants from you

She fills you with her love, for free

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Her heart is a place for the feral things

Acceptance without any strings

Originally published at https://vocal.media.

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