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Seeking compassion
From ones who don't know,
How it feels to be touched
By a hand made of snow.
They know only goodness
And everything nice.
The won't feel the sting
Of a heart made of ice.
But that's what I feel
When I hold you to me.
Opening my mind
To the darkness you see.
Wanting to help you
And heal all your pain.
Not able to break through
The misery and shame.
I feel myself falling
Into a deep hole.
Watching life pass by
Spinning out of control.
My life has been changing
Ever since I met you.
Nothing will stop it,
No matter what I do.
So I just accept it
And what I've become.
Knowing that love keeps me
Happier than some.