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Let Me Help
Give me a pencil
I'll draw you the sky.
Put a paintbrush in my hand
I'll paint you the wind.
Give me the time of day
I'll tell you my dreams.
Listen to me
pretend to care
I know I may not come across as flamboyant
but I'm better than what's waiting for you there.
In the place you are forced to call home
were you are locked up and struck down
to a place were you are all alone.
Let me be your save haven
let me be your vacation
let me be a small hiatus from your reality
with my words, wishes, and creativity.
I will carve out a spot in my very heart
for you to crawl into
as you and I become one part.
Take my offer for these don't come often
please let me take your burden before you become one with a coffin.
I'll draw you the sky.
Put a paintbrush in my hand
I'll paint you the wind.
Give me the time of day
I'll tell you my dreams.
Listen to me
pretend to care
I know I may not come across as flamboyant
but I'm better than what's waiting for you there.
In the place you are forced to call home
were you are locked up and struck down
to a place were you are all alone.
Let me be your save haven
let me be your vacation
let me be a small hiatus from your reality
with my words, wishes, and creativity.
I will carve out a spot in my very heart
for you to crawl into
as you and I become one part.
Take my offer for these don't come often
please let me take your burden before you become one with a coffin.
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