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Megan Feb 2014
you say you can't dance or take a chance at romance.

i panic, i stress. i sleep but sometime's get no rest.

you feel for me , you are the one.

i ache still, concerned i become.

you are not the problem.

i need to learn to solve them.

you make me strong.

i still feel weak.

you are the air i breathe.

i worry that you are all i need.

you have become a loft for my dependence has grown.

i heed my strength and begin to become my own.

— The End —