The ugliest parts of my soul don't seem so bad when I'm with you.
Even though it might not make sense,
I know I can hold onto your truth.
You love my heart and you won't stop.
Your love goes past the broken
and tells me I'm not lost.
Your light hits me hard
and calls me home.
Your love claims me
and says I'm not
too far gone.
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