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Caught in the past I see a hand that I can't grasp Forced to act as if nothings wrong So I just sit here and hum along Corrupted by fear Thoughts and questions Fears of all my imperfections Does that make me a perfectionist? I just want it all to stop Mind on reply Just making only clear That all along All I am is made around fear Strong because I'm scared to break Stubborn for fear I might loose control Independent so that I'll never fear when I end up alone. Past . When will I ever stop thinking about it . Ahh at last all that pain is in the past. Sad. Broken . **** the past has once again spoken. For when I think the end is near. The past reminds me it's only been a year.
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Dec 19, 2013
Dec 19, 2013 at 7:40 PM UTC
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Caught in the past I see a hand that I can't grasp Forced to act as if nothings wrong So I just sit here and hum along Corrupted by fear Thoughts and questions Fears of all my imperfections Does that make me a perfectionist? I just want it all to stop Mind on reply Just making only clear That all along All I am is made around fear Strong because I'm scared to break Stubborn for fear I might loose control Independent so that I'll never fear when I end up alone. Past . When will I ever stop thinking about it . Ahh at last all that pain is in the past. Sad. Broken . **** the past has once again spoken. For when I think the end is near. The past reminds me it's only been a year.
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Dec 19, 2013
Dec 19, 2013 at 7:40 PM UTC
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