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Feb 2014
I've decided to let you change me
I've decided to let you put me in your hands
You can do anything you want to do, I promise.
I may be hard at first, persistent
But don't give up on me just yet
Just keep rolling me around in your palms
Warming me up until I start to mold.
I only ask one thing.
Don't change my heart and don't change my mind.
I want to know how your love feels in the way your fingers draw patterns on my back and push my hair behind my ear.
I want to hear your heartbeat in my head and fall asleep like you're;re the ocean.
I want to know that when my heart breaks into a million pieces, you'll be there with a dustpan and tape to start mending me
And that's what makes you more dangerous than the others.
The fact I'm willing to let you break me, because we know you will,
just to feel your fingers pick me up, examine each piece and blow off the dust, and start placing them in the right place
And I've never wanted this.
Never been willing to be hurt just to feel someone put me back together.
I guess you probably are different.
Sydney Spencer
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   Susan Grover
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