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you wreck me
what's left of me is crumbling
there's nothing left for me to say
I'm standing on the front line
open and broken for you
the softest parts of me
I let you see all the parts of me
I laid my worries at the door
And all my soul in your arms
Every wall came down
But now I stand naked
in every possible way
and you're not here to hold me
there's nothing left for me to say
I'm standing on the front line
open and broken for you
the softest parts of me
I let you see all the parts of me
I laid my worries at the door
And all my soul in your arms
Every wall came down
But now I stand naked
in every possible way
and you're not here to hold me
Published 24th Jul 2019
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