He knows that being
me is lonely
for i am here my
one and only
and in the dark
when night is sharp
the Light he holds me
from my heart
there is no comfort
in my bed
i reach to read the
words in red
who knows each hair
upon my head?
the One who loves me
till im dead
and after
I'm gone
i will
live on
because He sees me
dusk till dawn
because He loves me
I press on.
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