“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
With all the hurt that I’ve done, hold it high for me
that can’t be undone, hold it high for me
light and guide me through, hold it high for me
I’ll do the same for you, and hold it high for me
I don’t want to feel anything, but I do… and it all comes back to you. ... I refuse to believe that it’s only me feeling.
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