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I’m scared to give you my heart, To let the walls come down. Afraid everything will crumble beneath me, And I’ll be left for dead. Forced to drag myself back Through broken glass, Bleeding from wounds Cut deep into my heart. I know I can survive, Bring myself out of the dark. But I don’t want to. I’ve done it so many times— Wanting to be loved, Only to become an afterthought. And that’s why I’m terrified to let you in.
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18h ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 11:19 PM UTC
Afterthought
I’m scared to give you my heart, To let the walls come down. Afraid everything will crumble beneath me, And I’ll be left for dead. Forced to drag myself back Through broken glass, Bleeding from wounds Cut deep into my heart. I know I can survive, Bring myself out of the dark. But I don’t want to. I’ve done it so many times— Wanting to be loved, Only to become an afterthought. And that’s why I’m terrified to let you in.
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18h ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 11:19 PM UTC
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