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Jan 2019
Better safe than sorry,
This is considered true,
If better safe than sorry,
Why would I love you?

You’re the boss
You give me hope,
You cause me loss.

I’m done with you,
I found the edge,
I want you gone,
Yet I can’t go over the ledge.

I need you here,
To hold me near,
Now I know,
Losing you is what I fear.
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TD  19/F
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