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Apr 2013
Save him, she thought; She felt him slipping through the cracks.
You can be all his reasons without questions asked.
You can pull him together and make the rest the past.
Save him, he's slipping through the cracks.
Love him, he'll feel it when he's sane.
You can be the excuses and carry all the blame.
You can bear the burden that engulfs his raging brain.
Love him, and maybe he'll stay sane.

Save her, he thought; He felt her slipping through the night.
She loses self control and she forgets what's right.
You can hold her together and make her want to fight.
Save her, she's slipping through the night.
Love her, she'll feel it when she's awake.
You can be her safety when she can't be tamed.
You can mend the affliction her troubled mind has made.
Love her, and maybe she'll awake.
Paige Fleming
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