It’s not right! But, I will no longer fight. Even though, I wish I may and I wish I might. Every time you kiss me light and still pull me in tight. We go almost there each night, yet not quite. Then I’ll pick apart each and every fright, until my tears drown out my […]

Hold Tight — Raised Reflections

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