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Friday, May 6, 2011

My Darkest Hour

It’s now been a few years
Since all the drama and the tears
I hated my life, wanted it to end
I almost went around the bend
I still remember the knife in my hand
Sharp and cold, a means to an end
I would’ve died that night I know
Except you found me, you stopped the flow
You stayed with me that day,
Knelt by my side to pray
I’ve now conquered my fears
I owe it all to you, my dear
You gave me love to devour
You saved me in my darkest hour

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