Heart & Mouth end.

They hold me tight and say things I don’t want to hear

Sometimes love feels like daggers

Because I am afraid of it hurting

Sometimes growing feels like a wound

And it knocks you to your knees

Promising that you won’t ever rise again

But if we remember we can stand

We’ll see we are taller than before

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