The glue that holds you together But only a dab with do ya- Letting it gush the hold is too stronge Rigid. you pride yourself On how proud You've become. too unsure And scared To make a move Without wrapped up in it- You'll trip Fall Alone Pride will be your blinders And you'll never see It coming.... Me walking away.Birth sign: Gemini
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