I give you my life line,
the very thing that can destory me.
The thing that pumps the blood that runs through my body.
I give you something that hold my courage, my fear, my secrets.
I give it to you, even when i'm unsure what you will do with it.
I give it; because maybe this will be
The last time i have too give it away again.
So i give you me!
Jul 26, 2015
Jul 26, 2015 at 11:13 PM UTC
I give you my life line,
the very thing that can destory me.
The thing that pumps the blood that runs through my body.
I give you something that hold my courage, my fear, my secrets.
I give it to you, even when i'm unsure what you will do with it.
I give it; because maybe this will be
The last time i have too give it away again.
So i give you me!
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