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To Be With You

I know that this poem may seem a little choppy and doesn't have the best flow, but tell me what you think. Comment, critique...I'm interested in any advice you have.





To Be With You



When the truth sets us apart

And we're not really sure where to start

Yeah, the light may go up

And the dark may go down

But we still act the same

All around


And when my fears are real

One thing I want to feel

Is to be with you


But when pain is haunting

I find I'm always wanting

To be with you


And the times bring danger

But we'll still stick together

It's as we have one heart

We'll never have to part

We'll live on


When we disagree

I'll find the way back to happy

To be with you


I stand here waiting

I'm hoping and praying

For your arms


I'm not perfection

I have my own destruction

Love me anyway


I'm not happy with me

I always want, you see

To be with you




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