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Winter

Whispers on the wind long since dead
The cold winter has come again
Come to cover the heat and passion of life
It's icy blanket coating me, hiding me

My heart was dead, too many times it had broken
Giving up in love, in life, in myself
Turning to the knife for my nightly comfort
The red slipping down my arms, letting me feel

So many scars, on my body, on my soul
Too many different ones caused by myself
I gave in to the pain knowing it could not leave me
I could call it up whenever I wished

But a light shined through my deepest night
And a hand reached out to me, softly, lovingly
I was so scared, too long since I had last trusted
But your heart, pure and true, pulled me through

The hurt in our pasts overcome by something greater
Something stronger than ourselves
Your love shot straight through me
Letting me trust you and fight for you

I'm still scared, but am comforted by your voice
When you tell me that you love me
I can finally believe that someone could
My heart is no longer my own