love you in the quiet hours

when shadows creep

your demons knock, they beg

and i'm praying you won't concede

i see the war beneath your skin

i try to hold your hand, and it slips off

and i'm trying to catch you, before you fall

i'm not your savior, i'm not your cure

i can't fix what you endure

but i'll stand, though my knees may bend

until the bitter end

some nights i cry, you won't hear 

i hope i find you in the light

even when you rise, i'll meet you there 

- giselle avila lopez 

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