I really wish you'd let me in,
Underneath your bruising skin,
The one I used to know,
Before your demons took control.
Your touch is warm,
Your hands are cold,
There's something deep,
It has a hold.
I know you now,
I knew you then,
But something's different,
Somewhere deep within.
Your soul is bright,
A beaming light,
In need of exposure,
You're drowning but you keep your composure.
You're no angel,
You succumb to sin,
And where we end,
I hope you begin.
I want to see you spread your wings,
And open up to different things,
Just take it slow and one day soon,
Maybe you will Let Me In.
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