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Worth My Time

As I stand at the edge of every second of my life, Screaming my name as if it's worth my time, Within the burgundy of steel and wheels, Were hands once dry as a heart showed it's sign. Worth my time is the struggle in the night, It was worth my time to try and make things right. Worth my time is a heart in need of me, It was worth all of mine to carry all of thee. Echo's of memories as vagrant as you now, Like a song understood even without words, I'm still screaming a name as if it's worth it, And off the mountain's echo, yours is heard. I've walked these miles too far without a fountain to pour my love, And the streams from which I drink seem so far from up above. A heart I see sometimes broken from the storms that doth blow, The only thing worth my time is to express them to one I know! Sleep sideways or down, as the comfort of your bed is amiss, I'm holding you with every breath that I take and don't worry, it is my bliss. Worth my time is a heart filled without, Love! Down hard taken roads there is forgiveness, Dove! Worth too much to handle is it's much amazing worth, I'll gladly walk with you as we travel along this earth!
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tyler-derksen
Canadian
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Jul 17, 2012
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