The Inward Pleas We All Hold. - Poem by Mandy Lee
Someone needs to hold my hand
and tell me it's okay.
Someone needs to warm my heart
and brighten up my day.
Someone needs to hold me close
and chase away my blues.
Someone needs to do it fast,
I'll even leave you clues.
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