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Nov 2013
Let me be the place to rest your head,
I've been put here for a reason.
A guardian angel to find your soul,
To bring you through this cold season.
I cannot help but I can stand,
Be a crutch to your fatal heart,
I cannot restart the beating nor stop the bleeding,
But I can show you where to start,
You're on a spiral downward,
But I know that you can cope with this,
Our worlds are spinning parallel,
Let me help your hearts paralysis.
I'm fighting for your freedom,
But what are you fighting for?
I just want you to let me in,
Don't lose me in this war.
You're a soldier and a gunman,
Front lines for everyone else's war,
Took fatalities on your own count,
But no one's fought for you before,
The stars are points of reason,
And we'll watch them in the night,
Because I'm here even for the darkest mood,
I'm here for love not just the fight…
Written by
Courtney Micaela Schipper  Pretoria
(Pretoria)   
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   Jon Shierling
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