You try to play it Cool
Build your walls up so dense and thick that you no longer recognize your reflection
It takes a drink of spirits to break the lock on your tongue
Truth speaks and your soul comes undone
I want to get close to you
But your fear keeps me tied to a white wall
My love could ignite the color you want to explore
Take you to new heights
Pick your broken heart up off the floor
Free pulse pumps out by an ocean wave
Tap in, Be free, it's you I want to save
Original poetry by KeilaCoateWomack
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