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Even the Strong Goes Weak

I never thought that Real love would happen to me Always strong on my own Now I find myself with an inner groan An inner moan It is something I want to hold on to For as long as I possibly can I can’t see future without it Even the strong goes weak in the knees I’m begging you please I don’t want an early release I won’t recover You bring meaning to my life You are the reason why I am a reality Without you this wheelchair man Is just the figment of one’s imagination? I am confident with you by my side Because of you I stray far from the sidewalk Because of you I’m not afraid of getting hurt This means that real love works Holding your body close to mine I feel weak and strong at the same time As a wheelchair man, down on his luck You are my lucky dime

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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