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Jan 2013
Afraid to be loved less
That my deepest fear lays right hear
Amongst us hear, it want to lay to rest
At night when I close my eyes
I know that people leave
When pressure tries to break you
And time out waits you
Sun beaming down with vehemence
It ends the same
Same old story
Whoever loves less
Walks away with glory
Without a chip
With no block
just carry on
with my key
That locks away
What I don’t say
Iβ€˜m afraid to love you more.
Tea
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Tea  In my own head
(In my own head)   
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   Simon Wick and Breanna Smith
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