Light
every day i'm crying but the light it leads my way,
with every step I take I get closer everyday,
creeping crawling to my bedside when the monsters keep me awake,
something here, something here is to beautiful to fake,
though each day has an end, it has a start as well,
when you are here besibe me, I feel emotions swell,
so light that stands beside me, light that sets me free,
light that keeps me warm at night, please won't you stay withe me.
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