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Jul 2014
While you think you're feelings are being ignored,
While you think your heart is shattered on the floor
My fingers are sliced to the bone picking up the pieces.
Look into my eyes.
Look into my soul.
What do you see?
Do you see another boy, with trembling hands?
Or do you see a man,
With a firm grasp.
Cause I could hold onto your heart if you want.
I promise I won't break it.
But that's a pretty big jump to take.
I hope you can make it.
Marcus Neeley
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Marcus Neeley  west chester
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