Holding onto new dreams,
We crawl through torn seams.
But what we find is unexpected,
Lost and dark so painfully rejected.
The mirror images of us,
We hold them close to show the progress.
Their distant cries are hushed with pounding,
The beating deep inside becomes expounding.
We are safe with ourselves once more,
No longer dependent on the broken doors.
We make our own way now...
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What we do to prove we're strong.
I can catch your breaking tears,
If it will take away your fears.
It's not my place to speak,
It's not my place to speak,
I've seen your beating love is unique.
And some will come and go,
But our bond will ever grow.
I will pull you through,
If you will allow me to.

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