I just want open arms
Arms to hold me tight when they’ve missed me
Arms to hold me close when I feel down
Arms to pick me up and swing me around
Arms to run to when I’ve got nowhere else to go
Arms to fall asleep in...and wake up in
Arms to protect me from the big bad world
Arms to reach out and help me up when I’ve fallen
Arms to wrap myself in and feel at home
Arms to reassure their love and care for me
But those arms.. Have yet to come from only one
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Colorful Chaotic
I write to keep the demons at bay.
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