Your voice disrupted my skies.
Everything went to color from shades of black and white.
And for once I felt as though...
I don't know maybe someone could wrap me in their arms.
I've been damned by my good intentions for so long.
And I don't know where I'm going.
Oh, but I know I could use some strength to go.
And I haven't found God or anyone strong enough to grant me that.
Not just yet, but I'm still looking.
But the question will remain til' I'm sure.
Are you worth it? Are you certain, are you sure?
You aren't like anyone else in this whole world.
Because you've seen past all the imperfections.
Who I am who I'm not who I want to be.
To this broken mess of a heart, this battle ground.
But when you touched it, it became almost superhuman.
Yes, thats whats beating in me. Cause' of you.
And I'm certain of one thing, oh I'm sure.
I'll stay with you in this comforting bit of shade.
[Based on a bunch of songs I love, all meshed into one crazy ridic poem.]
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