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Jan 2018
Your world seems to be decorated by neon signs
But I know you escape it with the highs
I know you’ve got depths you think no one can touch
But I promise
There’s someone’s hands who can do that much

Your frustration at the labyrinth of your mind
Leaks out through your vibe
I know you’ve got depths in which you think you’re stuck
But I promise
There’s a soul here who wants their light to lead you into being lovestruck

No one else might know how lost you feel
But I promise
The man upstairs listens to every word you utter like it’s the script to a movie reel

I know you’ve got pieces you think no one could hold
But I promise you
There’s a heart who doesn’t need but once, told

Maybe you think your demons would devour more than just you
But I promise
That’s nothing but untrue

Maybe I’m wrong
To think that you believe those depths no one can touch
But I promise
There’s someone’s hands who can do that much.
For you
Emmy
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