Someday you will realize,
who was wrong,
who stayed, steadfast, in the struggles.
I never stepped aside,
though the storm raged,
I was the lighthouse in the dark night,
the voice that silently guided you.
I prefer to nurture the silence,
of faces that were once loves,
than to carry empty words,
that the wind carries away, without a whisper.
Someday, in the echo of time,
you'll see that love is worth more than fear,
and you'll remember this song,
where love was never a game.
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