red sam

here i stand empty hands wishing my wrists were bleeding to stop the pain from the beatings and there You stand holding me waiting for me to notice You but who are You You are the truth i'm screaming these lies You are the truth saving my life the warmth of Your embrace melts my frostbitten spirit You speak the truth and i hear it the words are i love you my hands are open and You are filling them hands in the air and i worship -flyleaf ...more

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