Your Voice

Even on my darkest days
When naught but pain exists
The noise I hear inside my head
The torment it persists
When I feel the hopelessness
And struggle for safe choice
I’ll always fell the clam descend
The sound of your sweet voice

Your presence lights my heart’s desire
Your touch it calms the fire
You bring the peace into my world
The choices seem less dire
And even though you’re far away
And may not thing of me
Know now that you’ll always have
The power to set me Free

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