Tell
So tell me about the things
that keep you up at night.
Tell me about the things you love
so much that you would fight
for them.
Tell me about where you grew up.
Tell me about why you grew up.
Tell me about how you grew up.
Tell me about the person you used to be.
Tell me a story
of life and love and your childhood.
Tell me a story
of things you left far in the past.
Speak of the things that aren't ever coming back.
Because each minute of your life
has brought you here to me.
Each minute shaped your lonely heart
until you gave me the key.
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