Thursday, November 25, 2010

Three of Four

The hardest part
Isn't trying to stop
It's trying to get that little voice out of your head
The one that tells you
"Go."

But with his help
I stopped picking up the phone when that little voice would call

Hell
Couldn't even begin to define what I had been through

And somehow
He never left my side

Our lives wove together like a rainbow tapestry

He saved me from myself
Something I would never be able to repay him for

And the scars
Highlighted in the sunlight
Remind me of him everyday

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