Breathe MeMature

Help, I have done it again
I have been here many times before
Pain oozes from every pore
Like ink running from a pen

A breath
A sigh
A tear
A cry

No one else to BLAME
Be my FRIEND
Hold ME
I am SMALL
And NEEDY

Ouch, I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found
Maybe one day day I’ll be around
Walk back in, in the pouring rain

A breath
A sigh
A tear
A cry

No one else to BLAME
Be my FRIEND
Hold ME
I am SMALL
And NEEDY

WARM ME up
and BREATHE ME

The End

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