I'm sniffing softly to avoid you hearing the tears i'm hiding in the back seat.
I had a hurt, carrying my head trip
I so want to let go of it
Not knowing whether i should think or speak,
you've got this confused panic going in me
I'm afraid to speak my heart
All i can think is what i last called home
You left me to carry the burden alone
True love is to share all good and bad,
never leaving your lover to hide.
Desiree` Magee
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