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 Jun 2017 Monica
Snakes, spiders, ghosts.
Heights, clowns, death.
No, my fear goes deeper than that, something way deeper and meaningful than all of that.
Some may understand, so may not sadly, but I'm afraid of losing the one person that knows me the best.
The person that keeps me from doing anything dumb, the one person that seems to be there when nobody is there, the only person I can talk to when I can't talk to anyone else.
My deepest fear is losing myself.
 Jan 2016 Monica
one for each time I never said I loved you

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