It's been so long since I heard your call
Faint and low
It exhilarates me
Knowing that your still there
Where have you been all this time
All these stormy days among my mind
As the sun beat outside
Where were you when I asked to be saved
Were you locked away tight
A precious gem on display
But thats not you nor him either
Instead it's I, standing here
Only being able to describe
Petrified
But I feel this thunder in my chest
Thumps matching mystic wings vigoursly coursing close
Sounding, drowning out thoughts
Yet my question remains the same
Where were you, when I needed you here
Because my faith is detiorating my dear
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Submission Name: Answer 
