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All the pieces placed in a box of steel
Impenetrable so that I could not feel
Along he came with a smile and a lucky key
I struggled until he said he loved me
The pieces slowly began to mend
A fearful heart loves again
But in the distance a storm begins to grow
Churning hateful winds and explosive thunder rolls
I fear what I anticipate
Tightening my grip as I sit and wait
Please God let this storm start to fade
Or this weak heart goes back into the box I made
The steel is cold yet I hear it calling me
"Come to me so I can tuck in and keep you from falling into the sea"