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Aug 2013
It's a very subtle dark
the worst kind of dark
i look into this night
with eyes not adjusted to this light
or lack there of
i am fearful for my future
i hope these wounds i can suture
my mind is certain of what i want
still your feelings for what i long
should you feel back too
don't hesitate to tell
save me from this hell
please tell please tell
what i want to hear
but you will tell what i fear
Written by
Ethan
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