When things seem broken
Misunderstandings emerge from the horizon
Torn apart by hate
Darkness gloom ever near the gate
The air that gives me life
The wheels that drive me to strife
The wind that pushes me as a guide
I can't help but see you as my wife
Relationships are like a test
It grows and starts a pounding in your chest
You study and try your best
Then you reap the rewards and be blessed
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