Someone once said, "Where there is love, there is peace".
Isn't it because I have known pain,
that when I hold you tight,
in the kindness of those arms remain, I felt peace?
Once we sunk into silence and closed off our hearts;
our friendship saved us,
we imagined our future lives,
we could see the happiness,
but we couldn't see ourselves survive.
This love eventually lost its direction.
Rather than waiting for a miracle to come along,
I want to hold this hand close to me.
The power of my belief will make me strong,
and it will set me free.
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