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May 2017
If you're in a small crowded room
Full of nameless faces
Looking for praise
You won't find some kind of God
Shouting your name

Cross your heart
And
Close your eyes
Everything you wish
Never really dies

Don't fear loss
Don't fear love  
Behind closed doors you used to be
Now you're blooming wild and free
Looking for weeds
And watering them too

You're in a small crowded room
No one shouting your name
Leave fingerprints on the window
So that when your heart beats fast
You'll see flowers at last
Shayla Ahrns
Written by
Shayla Ahrns  Bellingham
(Bellingham)   
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