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Sep 2014
My body is physically fine,but it's broken
Are words worse said or unspoken
I walk through every door left unopened
Only hoping,  to find you on the other side.

My mind is steady  but I'm not
Receiving what I  have wrought
My heart will grow hard
Or soft , for you I would stop time.

Tired but I still have hope
You're the ocean to my coast
You may leave but return when I need you most
My arms will be the walls around your heart
And in this home, I'll be your loving host.
Brandon Reid Swaim
Written by
Brandon Reid Swaim  Kernersville, NC
(Kernersville, NC)   
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   stéphane noir and Rapunzoll
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