Monday, January 31, 2011

Power

Dreaming of you everynight,
I have this feeling I can not fight.
All my wrongs to you are right.
Even on my darkest days,
You still love me in many ways.
Dying out from loves embrace,
Staying in my faded grace.
Trying to figure out,
What me and you are all about.
From this place that has no name,
 In this life where love's a game.
Holding on to what is dear.
My only wish is that you were here.
Hiding from my darkest hour,
You give me all my power.

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