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Sustainment

In these silent times of night is when I will always realize my love for you
How it eclipses any other thought I had and leaves me yearning for you

For my lullaby is your heartbeat
Your voice is the prayer I've never said
And even your restless movements become something astonishing...

Time after time the most disturbing thing is I never meant to love you.
I didn't want to need you, nor did I want to crave the mention of your name

Yet it has become the only thing that sustains me when I'm close to the edge.
I fight to keep you, for the memories we made and have yet to make. I live on



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