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There once was a time, I could sit and write,

The words would flow, like the dark of night.

Things would rhyme, and sound so nice,

But then my words, grew cold as ice.



I couldnt write, I couldnt flow.

I couldnt stop, But I couldnt go.

I didnt know just, what to do.

But then came the day, That I met you.



It all came apparent, It seemed so clear.

that all I needed, was a lack of fear.

I had feelings inside, I wouldnt express.

it was all the pain, and all the stress.

feelings i'd had, as bad times passed.

but when i met you, a spell was cast.



There was something that came, In to my heart.

Took all my fears, and tore them apart.

I was left with calm, and peace inside.

at last my pain, and stress had died.



You brought me hope, and that was real.

you taught me again, that I could feel.

you showed me, that i wasnt done.

that life is rough, but i could still have fun.



I only hope, that I can do for you.

As much you've done, and as much as you do.

You may not have known, just how I feel.

but now you do, and this is real.



Once again, I can write and flow.

So I write this for you, so now you know.

I only ask, for the chance to be,

As important to you, As you are to me.