Im wavering,
I stand strong,
for as long as i can,
but i am wavering,
I pushed you away,
I held you at arms length,
not letting you in,
refusing to open up to you,
But like a Candle in a Hurricane,
my legs began to fail me,
and i was no longer,
as strong as i was,
until finally a gust of wind,
so like your love,
knocked me over,
and my fire was out,
like a Candle in a Hurricane,
i couldnt stand strong.
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