Around my Shoulders

All my life and all I hold as
Dear to me, that shines like gold, has
Started breaking up, like boulders
Tumbling down around my shoulders

My defensive heart, as cold as
Ice, exposed to love so bold has
Lost its footing on the boulders
Tumbling down around my shoulders

Now I'm feeling like of old, as
Love's creation, this new mould, has
Shaped my heart, not trapped by boulders
Tumbling down around my shoulders

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