Broken
down down to the bones
Always
looking for a home
Still your
presence heals me
This trueness
calls my wandering
As a picture frame holding images of me
You remain together while I'm unsettling
So feeling
my way in the brightness
This is
irony to your kindness
It's a just cause
to admit my weakness
when it's apparent
all the strength was his
As a picture frame holding images of me
You remain together while I'm unsettling
So when I make my choice I will...never let you go
And as I make this choice I will...always let me go
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