Now you were standing there right in front of me.
I hold on its getting harder to breathe.
All of a sudden these lights are blinding me.
I never noticed how bright they could be.
I saw in the corner there is a photograph.
No doubt in my mind its a picture of you.
It lies there alone in its bed of broken glass.
This bed was never made for two.
I'll keep my eyes wide open.
I'll keep my arms wide open.
Don't let me,
Don't let me,
Don't let me,
Don't let me go.
Cause I'm tired of feeling alone.
-by Harry Styles.
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Larry Stylinson Poem Collection
PoetryThis book is just a collection of the best larry stylinson poems. Read and enjoy!!