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Im afraid to kiss you Because of the fear of being left breathless Gasping for air The theif you are stealing life from my lungs I'm afraid to leave you Because without you near I'd surely fall apart Picking up the pieces The craftsman you are, putting me back together I'm afraid to be loved by you Because of the unrealistic, idealistic picture you paint of me Every brush stroke The artist that paints in dissappointment of who I really am I'm afraid to trust you Because of the words you whisper late at night I love you more The liar that insists in the false reality in which you could ever love me more
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Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 8:28 AM UTC
The Theif, The Craftsman, The Artist, The Liar.
Im afraid to kiss you Because of the fear of being left breathless Gasping for air The theif you are stealing life from my lungs I'm afraid to leave you Because without you near I'd surely fall apart Picking up the pieces The craftsman you are, putting me back together I'm afraid to be loved by you Because of the unrealistic, idealistic picture you paint of me Every brush stroke The artist that paints in dissappointment of who I really am I'm afraid to trust you Because of the words you whisper late at night I love you more The liar that insists in the false reality in which you could ever love me more
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Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 8:28 AM UTC
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