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Nov 2018
I have this fear
Of not being good enough
Ever since he left
Put my happiness in debt
I'm scared of letting anyone in again
I want you to fall for me just like I fell for you
But in truth, perhaps I'm too broken for you
I don't wanna confess
In case it becomes a mess
So I'll just sit by myself and think about how I'll die silently crying for help
Sabrina
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