I'm reaching out with broken fingers, to the things I cannot have.
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You are so close but I cant see you, I miss you so much I might go mad.
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I'm reaching out with broken fingers, to the children who hold my heart.
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I want to say that I love you, and wish you were both in my arms.
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Its not the end.
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I took for granted all the times we had,
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when I could have held you close anytime I wanted.
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I cant live without you, I cant live my life, without your hands in mine
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I might just die. With out you here beside me I feel my soul might die.
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Alone my heart in screaming to see your precious eyes.
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The precious hands of my children come back to me.
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Without your presence I am dying come back to me.
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I can't live without you.
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Through this fight I will not surrender, until your hands are held in mine.
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Your innocence and safety will be first, I'll never jeopardize your lives.
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I'll be here fighting for you until I die, There's nothing I won't stand up too.
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It brings me joy when I look into your eyes, The best gift I'll ever have is you
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Reaching Out With Broken Fingers
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| Thyne Scabbard |
