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I am afraid to go all in Although I love you so much Proud I have resisted succumbing Hide my heart away from your touch Locked inside a dark cool place I will be kind but cautious too Special for a little bit but not for long Warm and soft glow soon will fall through You make a perfect Prince Charming Afraid it's all a game A chance is the gift I'm giving you Waiting for proof you're no longer the same Sincerely I pledge my love to you We are fated to break somewhere Wanting to show you the depth of these feelings With more than words sculpted from air Fear forms a fence between us Distance a familiar friend Passion puts me in a prison cell Losing power to pain and the impending end Let me walk apart from love Fantasies weaken away by the hour Lets part ways while our love is still sweet Rather than watch it slowly sour Bitter tasting cynicism lingers from the past Allow me to surrender to fear Escape the possibility of getting bit or burned Before goodbye has a chance to get near
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May 8, 2019
May 8, 2019 at 8:33 AM UTC
All-In
I am afraid to go all in Although I love you so much Proud I have resisted succumbing Hide my heart away from your touch Locked inside a dark cool place I will be kind but cautious too Special for a little bit but not for long Warm and soft glow soon will fall through You make a perfect Prince Charming Afraid it's all a game A chance is the gift I'm giving you Waiting for proof you're no longer the same Sincerely I pledge my love to you We are fated to break somewhere Wanting to show you the depth of these feelings With more than words sculpted from air Fear forms a fence between us Distance a familiar friend Passion puts me in a prison cell Losing power to pain and the impending end Let me walk apart from love Fantasies weaken away by the hour Lets part ways while our love is still sweet Rather than watch it slowly sour Bitter tasting cynicism lingers from the past Allow me to surrender to fear Escape the possibility of getting bit or burned Before goodbye has a chance to get near
We are afraid to care too much in fear that the other person does not care at all
AmandaKayBurke
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30/F/Alaska
May 8, 2019
May 8, 2019 at 8:33 AM UTC
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