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Oct 2014
Afraid to love and afraid to believe.
Afraid to receive and afraid to give.

Afraid of giving you too much thought,
I'm scared I'll like you a lot.
Cause if you're not Mr Right,
I'll rather let you out of sight.

But then I toss and turn at night.
And on those days I feel low,
I keep thinking of you,
And now I know.
That I never should have,
Let you go.

Because of my fears,
Now my greatest fear came true.

My greatest fear was losing you.
Esther Pang Hui Min
Written by
Esther Pang Hui Min  F/Singapore
(F/Singapore)   
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