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I can't let myself go there

I don't know if I should try with you

Let my heart go places it's not used to

It's used to being clogged up from past events

And I'm used to walking backwards now


If I moved forward would you be with me

Understand I'm flawed and stay even

If I told you I was scared

Would you run past me

Or hold me gently

And kiss my lips


Maybe I should stop questioning empty pages

And ask you instead

But I'm so used to silent conversations

They always go my way

Full of drudgery and lethargic energy

And the thought of loving you feels too

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