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December 22, 2013

A million different things running through my mind
None of which I could ever utter a word to you
For fear of losing you because of my fucked up attitude
My greatest fear of all.
Peering through the mirror, the ultimate coward
Reflects back at me.
All the things I wish I could say
But in front of you I stand unwaivered.
 
I swear if you could read my mind
You would walk right out that door
Without even the slightest look back.
No one likes a coward,
But even worse; no one likes
Such an insecure heart with a wild soul.

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