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Jan 2019
When you glance at me with those big brown eyes,
Something inside of me slowly dies every time,
Feelings of fear, anxiety and wanting to run away,
No I cant, internal push pull, tug-of-war,
For I need those emotions to stay,
They are swimming on the shoreline, docking on the bay,
They have been a part of me for so very long,
Without them I am scared , a shadow covering my soul,
But yet Iā€™m longing, for a place in you to call my home.
Bentley
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