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Briar

Then a hand appears in the fog.
Defying fear and gravity...
I grasp it tightly.
Not knowing where I'll go,
Blindly following with everything I have,
Heart racing, breaths coming short
Knowing this is my final chance.
A gamble of love, soul, and my heart,
I close my eyes and leap,
Into his arms I fell,
I am tired of hurting, tired of not being able to tell, not being able to show the pain,
He makes me feel alive, loved and appreciated,
I am happy with all my soul and heart when I am with him,
I don't have to hide,
He tells me I am beautiful even an angel,
This angel has been broken so many times,
He makes me want to heal to better myself,
The walls crumble and the cast around my heart is healing,
I truly love this man, with every fiber,
I am scared but I know,
That he is the one,
The other half of my soul,
Always remember you are not alone...
Find strength in what God decrees.
For He will keep fast hold of you...
And hear your painful pleas.
Broken roads are meant to find the one you are truly meant to be with or on,
Don't ever give up
Written by Wornwolf
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