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Sep 2014
deep, dark, cold
fears come new and old
this isn't good for either of us
rather hold on
than be alone
rather pain familiar
than be alone
comfort like my favorite sweater
as i deal with your words
cold as winter
i filter words you spat out
trying to rinse out this doubt
comfort is hard to release
hard removing myself from the belly of the beast
i'm cold
i'm scared
i'm alone
but i was with you
so it's still at an even tone
written: May 4, 2012
Grace Wayne
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Grace Wayne  North Carolina
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