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Jan 2013
There’s not enough time to list all of my doubts and fears
They take enough consuming my thoughts and sometimes-even tears
All I know is you like me, and baby, I like you
And something inside tells my heart that’s all I need to hold on to.

But there’s a part of me that just doesn’t know,
A part of my independence I don’t want to let go.
A feeling that says love is a want, not a need
A feeling that my heart diminishes as it bleeds.

Onto the paper as it is blotted
Onto the chords so bunched up and knotted
Onto the fabric so ripped and so tangled
All these emotions have me torn up and strangled.

So what do I do?  Where do I go?
If I don’t extend the chance, how will I ever know?
Do you listen to the doubts or do you challenge all the fear?
Do you keep up the blinders or break them down and make it clear?

The price has been paid with all of the loss
Too many bridges that I’ve had to cross
Every time without fail my heart pays the toll
But love is the only way to piece a heart back together,
The only way to make it whole.

All I know, is you like me, and baby I like you.
And something inside tells my heart that’s all I need to hold on to.
Chalaine Scott
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Chalaine Scott  New York City.
(New York City.)   
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