Carry Me HomeA Poem by Fearless Sunshinebest friends should never lose faith in each other
It was the story of us, until I ran out of trust
Being trapped - enclosing walls, hesitate before I fall Trying to fix a broken mirror, I haven't been seeing any clearer Whatever happened to I promise, I thought it was just some nonsense back then Whenever I turn my back, It doesn't matter how far You'll always be there for the catch, wherever it takes us we are Much more than I ever thought, Even if you never knew What I was always taught, conflicted everything with me and you But you still Carried Me You Carried Me Home I always thought we'd crash and burn, Never making the next turn I never thought we'd both be safe and sound, Never thought you'd stay around Loving everything in life, yet to me it always came with a price But then you took me in your arms, never thought we'd make it this far Whenever I turn my back, It doesn't matter how far You'll always be there for the catch, wherever it takes us we are Much more than I ever thought, Even if you never knew What I was always taught, conflicted everything with me and you But you still Carried Me You Carried Me Home Even when the sun went down, you always stuck around I apologize for my loyalty, You have been still are very dear to me Whenever I turn my back, It doesn't matter how far You'll always be there for the catch, wherever it takes us we are Much more than I ever thought, Even if you never knew What I was always taught, conflicted everything with me and you But you still Carried Me You Carried Me Home It was the story of us, no I won't run out of trust © 2012 Fearless Sunshine |
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2 Reviews Added on April 20, 2012 Last Updated on April 20, 2012 Tags: songs, friends, bff, bffl, best friends, love, life, live, yolo, faith, each, other, each other, hakuna matata, carry me home, carry, carried, me, home AuthorFearless SunshineBoston, MAAboutShe/her or they/them pronouns. I love to read and I'm giving writing a go. ~ I like reading, writing, film, and dancing. My ukulele is my third arm and I love to play music. My favor.. more..Writing
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