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He Can Heal Me (2006)

Locked inside without a key And I can't pick the lock. No way to get to the outer world. No sound other than the desperate, ticking clock. Locking me with you Will not make up for negect. I'm locked in a mind with a secret That I want to protect. My thoughts could fill a thousand books. They tend to make me sad, you see.. Trapping me with my greatest fear Makes me feel as if I've entered insanity. Too sad to cry, and yet, Too scared to speak; too tired To sleep, so I stare At nothing and feel like I'm breathing fire. I now know that the one I need Is the only one that would steal My insanity; others would numb my pain. He's the one to make it heal.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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