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Just Afraid
Broken mirrors, and butterflies
When its time to face it, I hide
I'm not ashamed of that
I'm just afraid
Broken thoughts, and an even broker man
a shadow of that, who I can be
But a guidance, a guidance
a voice, that I just SOOO love to hear
it makes me smile, and come out of my shell
I'm no longer afraid to die
C'mon, send me to hell
If I love her, If I love him
What does it all matter?
I can cry, and cry
But it never feels any better
When its time to face it, I hide
I'm not ashamed of that
I'm just afraid
Broken thoughts, and an even broker man
a shadow of that, who I can be
But a guidance, a guidance
a voice, that I just SOOO love to hear
it makes me smile, and come out of my shell
I'm no longer afraid to die
C'mon, send me to hell
If I love her, If I love him
What does it all matter?
I can cry, and cry
But it never feels any better
Published 19th May 2011
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19th May 2011 4:22pm
Ur actually a talented writer i'll give you that. Be more ssertive and show more emotions though,on here ur with a bunch of talented people.
I like it, I could see how you felt when you wrote it. The weird part of it is I feel like I was the one who wrote the poem. I could connect with it.
-YTF
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