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Help Me

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
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Oct 9, 2011
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