you are to my

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You are to my

You are the gentle hand of reassurance,
On my nervously tapping knee.

You are the sigh of relief,
In my flaring panic attack.

You are the disgruntled "it will be fine"
In my moments of awaiting.

You are the frustrated yell,
In my moments of weakness.

You are the loudest cheer,
In my moments of success.

You are the scared "I got you"
In my barely conscious self.

You are the warm hug,
In my deadly nightmares.

I'm the soul in dark,
You are the fireborn phoenix of light.

To my pheonix Aaditmitra

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