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Nov 2018
Afraid of letting you in...
Seeing my sins...
Seeing me runnin,
down this crazy path.
Something
that I can't let goย of.
I try to stay above
the murderous tides
that keep sweeping me in.
But I can't run fast enough.
Everytime leaving internal
cuts and bruises,
that never heal...
I am afraid
Maxwell Clouse
Written by
Maxwell Clouse  F/Catawissa, Mo
(F/Catawissa, Mo)   
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