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Oct 2012
And I’m afraid I’ll lose it all doing what’s best for me.
Then I’ll be back crawling on my knees.
Because I’m too weak and unable to please.
And I’m afraid I’ll stay lost,
That I’ll never be found,
I’ll spend another night lying lower than the ground.
And I’m afraid love won’t come,
Even If it does I’ll risk it all and run.
And I’m afraid of doing it right,
And I’m afraid of doing it wrong.
And I’m afraid I’ll never ever be where I belong.
Written by
Tabitha  U.S.A.
(U.S.A.)   
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