Knees

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I remember getting scraped up knees

Freaking people out, by how little I cared.

To you it was nothing,

then again, you never got scared.

At least. I never thought so.

You'd dust off the mud

Find a little colourful kiddies plaster

Clean up the blood,

keeping me from disaster.

You were always a good actor.

I never saw the fear you hid,

right behind your forest eyes,

whilst all my monsters you got rid,

you suppressed yours under sighs

Bliss in ignorance, everything solved with a magic kiss.

Life as a child can be very shielded,

Because by love we were lifted

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