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Saved From Misery

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AzriSIXX

Published: Oct 2, 2011

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It seemed like an eternity had went by
Since I started wishing my emotions to die
You revived me and my heart but I still cry
Because I now wish to never say goodbye.

Almost every time I'd be shocked and amazed
How we could talk and connect like its the most natural thing
Eventually I embraced my feelings and was no longer afraid
You gave me so much without you even realizing.

Since the beginning, I couldn't wait for a chance
Yet I'm still getting ready to be asked the question
Even when I've already asked so many times to have our first dance
But I'll listen to my heart with no condition

Be honest with yourself, then be honest with me
There is no reason for us to feel sorry
So take my hand and lets run free
Cuz you're the one who saved me from misery.

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ok I just needed to put this down on paper and it felt pretty good just letting stuff out again..
well its my attempt at something kinda happy..and i'm not used to that