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Sep 2014
I’m scared my light
Is much too bright
Am I scared of nothing?
Please tell me
Tell me
Tell me now
Am I afraid of myself?
Or you?

While I shine, it’s dark in here
I can’t see your face
And I can’t see you
Blind trust leads us, as we stumble through the dark
And I wouldn’t know if you’re wounded
You wouldn’t tell me
Tell me
Tell me then
Are you afraid of the drugs?
Or yourself?
Clara Jean Martin
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Clara Jean Martin  McCall, ID
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