Heart Of The Matter
Excess Baggage
You pick it up along the way,
You pack it just in case,
Love always comes in handy,
It finds a special place,
So you cram it in a suitcase,
You carry it away,
But it becomes a heavy burden,
When trust comes into play,
You weigh it up, the pros, the cons,
The games that lovers play,
You've packed some excess baggage,
And you don't know,
If you can pay.
Linda Harnett, ©2007
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Excess Baggage
Excess Baggage
