Take me back through space and time, true meaning hidden behind the rhyme.
Speak the truth, mean what you sand leave all the rest up to fate.
You cannot force anyone to see, that the best things in life are free.
The words they come right off the top, if left unspoken my brain would pop.
Pumped full of misery, at times I grieve, finally a reason to believe.
Straight to the heart her life has shone, together the pieced she as sown.
Love has many names and faces, always filling the empty spaces.
This gift I now share with you, helping to pull you through.
The lost and empty hours, as time and pain it devours.
Hear this rhyme and let love heal, allowing you to finally feel.
That life isn't all about the pain, pretty things even come from rain.
Don't lose hope your time will come, never knowing which direction from.
So be open to the possibility, the your heart may be filled, finally.
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