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May 9
It's scary
I already have my doubts
that I could ever really be enough

I am afraid of losing what I am
of never again being what I was

afraid to face you without this armor
I freeze within my fear like a coward

how can I come to you as only me
what would I be to you without my power
Written by
Ciel Noir
101
       Arlen, Friends for Dinner and Carlo C Gomez
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