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Trusting Me
I want matching heartbeats because I want to know
That I have an effect on you as much as you have on
Me. We spread our fingers through the messy dough,
A metaphor for life. I am no longer a pawn
In this “game” of yours because I refuse to play
That part. I want to be the queen and the dawn
Of your day. You have thoughts that weigh
Heavily on your mind and I want it to be
Okay for you to tell me them. I pray
That you feel safe enough to feel free
And be yourself. I want you to trust me.
That I have an effect on you as much as you have on
Me. We spread our fingers through the messy dough,
A metaphor for life. I am no longer a pawn
In this “game” of yours because I refuse to play
That part. I want to be the queen and the dawn
Of your day. You have thoughts that weigh
Heavily on your mind and I want it to be
Okay for you to tell me them. I pray
That you feel safe enough to feel free
And be yourself. I want you to trust me.
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