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To J.M., who saved me.


You're the kind of soul that I could wait for You're the sort of love I'd love the most You're the thing that keeps my heart from failing You're the answered prayer that gives me hope You're the definition of my gladness You're what's got me coming home again You're my favorite nighttime conversation You are the beginning to my end You are every answer to my wonderings You're the constant on my shifting sea You're the love that I had given up on You're what makes me be all I can be Now I'm alone, but I'm not alone For in your heart tonight, I'm home And if I could say what I want to say I think at home I'd ever stay Now I'm alone, but I'm not alone This song will bring me quickly home So listen closely, hear me say Your heart's my home, in you I'll stay
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Comments (2)

Eunoia
You are the beginning to my end You are every answer to my wonderings you break it a little it was You're before, typo? Home is used a lot in the last one, so the purposes ebbs off a bit, however this is a good poem, lots of emotion.
thatjasminekidd
Originally caught my attention because JM are my initials, but thats a great one right there. I love it(:

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