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She couldn't move on Couldn't find her way back home She isn't so strong now Still she makes her way To a place she's known...inside her heart Where she would get brave enough To face something she's feared the most Ending up forever alone Had to find a way back somehow He had been waiting quite a while For he terribly missed her More than she would ever know Loved her enough go let go Realizing she needed to find comfort within herself again He may have neglected to say some things To convince her to stay She was too hard to be soft Too tough to be tender All that he saw in her Made the fiber of his being scream....HELP, I'M ALIVE It was her love that kept fueling him For every inch she would give him He craved a mile more She was on a sinking ship He just wished to help her escape it She kept him up for weeks All he held on to were the fading memories Until one night he stirred so violently in his sleep Compelled by visions of her As he roamed about the dark Collecting articles of clothing He felt the familiar presence behind the door She had finally found the place she used to go To get brave |