Sunday, March 3, 2019

Grow



I put my finger on your lips 
to hush you from yourself

It's a scary place to run away from because you have nowhere to go

But baby remember you'll always have me 

And I'm sorry if that's a bad thing to know
 
At least I can whisper counteractions to your mind

And When I start to break down you will be the force reminding me to grow
M.a.a





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