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Oct 2011
The last tear falls and we stand up,
you take me from myself, we're born again
we used to worry about life, but now we just live it
You know what I'm thinking, but I can help you too
because around you, I can breathe, and around you, I can think
because I want an excuse to hold your hand, to feel your warmth
because this life is way too short to not want you, to not need you,
because near you, my heart beats, and speeds at your laughter
and flutters with your smile
because this time, the answers and assurances may not be too late,
because it's the scars of a careless heart that make it hard to admit
that I want you in my arms, feel you breathe on my neck
and that there's nothing more to say,
but know you grace my dreams with your presence
it seems it's not always a losing fight which I always have to win
but these tired ice eyes have seen love die way too many times
when it deserved to alive
and they've cried way too many times
when I deserved to feel alive
so give me my breath, and show me my heart
Written by
Lucas LaBounty
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