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Running amok whilst standing in place When we pretend to strive for something, we actually slow our pace. Defiantly we try to resist our fate Defiantly we deny true happiness What is it that drives us to this? Fear Nobody wants to alienate themselves from their best friends Even knowing they won’t judge We are afraid that, on some level, they will Why do we fear the judgment of man more than the judgment of God? Lack of faith This is what I lack most in life This is what I seek in life But I’m afraid. I’m afraid.
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Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 2:13 AM UTC
I'm Afraid
Running amok whilst standing in place When we pretend to strive for something, we actually slow our pace. Defiantly we try to resist our fate Defiantly we deny true happiness What is it that drives us to this? Fear Nobody wants to alienate themselves from their best friends Even knowing they won’t judge We are afraid that, on some level, they will Why do we fear the judgment of man more than the judgment of God? Lack of faith This is what I lack most in life This is what I seek in life But I’m afraid. I’m afraid.
ethan-titus
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Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 2:13 AM UTC
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