Scatter

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I might just melt
If you complained to me
About me but you must still
And let out that vent
So that there is no fog
Between us ever and
We can talk and see through
Each other clearly
In all shades and frames
Just don't look into my eyes
When you are harsh
For I may have done
A hundred wrongs but
I could have meant none
So there will be tears and
They might deter you from
Speaking out your heart
And that I don't surely want
All I ask is to hold my hand
And embrace me tight
As you let your heart out and
I promise I will introspect
Just save me from scattering
That moment when you are done


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