
"Love: it will not betray you, dismay or enslave you. It will set you free. Be more like the man you were made to be."
Rated: Fiction K - English - Hurt/Comfort/Family - Words: 51 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 10-27-11 - id: 2964975
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I've lost my voice offering to help.
I've pointed countless times to a bird in the sky.
Luck is not wanted at this point, but needed.
My lost and tortured son and my fearless brother,
Before I can try to save you, you must
Admit that you need it.
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