Roommates
We come together like being tied by a rope.
Sometimes the rope gets cut lose by scissors,
And then we have to find a new rope to tie our friendship back together.
V. help me find the rope to tie us back together.
Don't let us both fall down on the ground by letting the cold wind get the best of us.
I will open up my heart to help you shine.
For that is all I ever wanted to see you do.
Not be in the coldness and not let you heart light up the sky.
Copyright © Christina Wiliams | Year Posted 2012
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