sheer drops on either side
fear stretching slim in front of me and falling for three miles
yet i stand up straight here
so very much alive.
when i think of mad love
i will always think of you
a stitch in my lop side
a tug at my deep chest
baby i really tried.
mine is a plain to see heart
mine is a scaredy cat
mine is a surprise party
all the time.
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