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I'm afraid to love you For people always seeking new I'm not telling that it is you Just old things treasured by few Everything is good as blossoming flower, Could we make it fresh in forever? I couldn't risk what is left of me Unsure of the love you promise Don't get me wrong, we feel the same I know Fearing to lose the love once more.
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Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 8:58 PM UTC
Philophobia (Fear of Love)
I'm afraid to love you For people always seeking new I'm not telling that it is you Just old things treasured by few Everything is good as blossoming flower, Could we make it fresh in forever? I couldn't risk what is left of me Unsure of the love you promise Don't get me wrong, we feel the same I know Fearing to lose the love once more.
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Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 8:58 PM UTC
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