A prison full of convicts.

by **dare~2~breathe**   Aug 20, 2005


I was at my lowest point when you first came to me.
My life seemed hopeless and i was in the dark,
you showed me light and made me see.

You stay with me through it all.
Into the early hours of the morning,
day or night all i have to do is call.

I was guilty but you took the blame.
I had done wrong but you saw the good in me,
and with all others you're the same.

You see past the appearance,
you don't see people in the normal way.
You love each one for their inner self,
you're ever forgiving and you always love
with such a passion, even when others turn away.

You took a prison full of convicts and set us free.
You took our place on death row
and you let your self be killed

For me.

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