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Mar 2014
I hate it.
It scares me.
I hate what it does to me,
it holds me back from you.
It lurks inside of me,
and taunts me.
It lives in my soul
with out welcome.
I hate it.
I live with it everyday,
from when I wake up
until I go to sleep.
Its spread through my entire
being almost like a disease.
infecting everything including
my heart.
My heart hates it the most,
because it knows whats holding
me back from loving you.
                  -*Fear
Ann Voge
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Ann Voge
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