And then I just need a hug Not so you can hold me together, I'm pretty good at that myself now Not so I can talk about it, I was never really good at talking But to tell you In a shaky embrace, that my heart's bleeding. |
And it was at that moment, Where thoughts of time & tomorrow flickered excitedly behind closed lids And any chance of rest was vainly sought. Life was good. |
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