Hold on to your hearts
this wound is deep
the story's ending
with a promise to keep
clashing and falling
burning I weep
'till winter's whisper
Lulls me to sleep
I said goodbye then
and let you be
now I regret that
you're not with me
too late I found out
I did not see
you'd lift my head up
when I was weak
and held my hand high
told me to speak
and whispered softly
my ears to hear
the words you told me:
'feel safe with me
I'll love you always'
it would not be
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