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Wednesday, April 6, 2011

My Choice

The cold takes hold of me

Preventing my ability to see

How wonderful we could truly be

It scares, frightens, and makes me shiver

Creates tears which can form a river

In which I may drown

Starting with just a frown

Despair takes hold and steals the warmth

From my heart and from yours

Do not deny for your own sake

There is always a decision to make

And mine is to hold tighter

I am the knight, the warrior, the fighter

For love I hold dear

Its helps me overcome the fear

With it I can warm again humanity

And keep from breaking my sanity

I love you

This I hold true

Do not doubt my words I plead

For with our love we can lead

Mankind into the light

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