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Free.
You fall, you fall
and you can't see the pain,
the pain that will come,
they're all just the same.
At least, you tell yourself that,
though you know it's not true,
none of the others
ever believed in you.
Pieces of your heart
scatter around.
You're screaming for help,
but there's not a sound.
A sting in your heart,
but you don't regret
you see hope in tomorrow
as he holds you today.
I bring our love back to me,
hold it precious in my arms,
for it is in fact precious to me.
You own my heart,
and in your arms,
I feel free.
