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Aug 2019
Scars of past loves
Have led me here
Into your arms

And I can’t help
But look over your shoulder
As I love you

And I can’t help
But read between the lines
As I talk to you

And I can’t help
But think too hard about it all
As I try to fall asleep
Next to you

Scars
Burns
Tricks

They haunt me like no tomorrow

And I don’t want to seem “crazy”
I don’t want to seem like “too much”

All I want is to be enough.
Written by
Layla Emory Holt  F/USA
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