for dear life || seven

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I think I've been holding on too tightly,

fear seeping into me,

making me wrap around you for warmth

and hold your hand for reassurance,

when I loosen the grip,

you pull me even closer,

and I try to let go of your hand,

but you grip me tighter,

it makes me question the things you do,

you know I need you,

but is it that maybe you need me too?

~Maddie

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