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The Fear
[b]Sing to me
Fill me with the sweetest thoughts
Empty me onto the floor to step on
Fill me like air into that balloon
Sending me off
Sending me up
And away from you
No one has ever brought me this high
Took me so LOW
Couldn't feel my knees
Felt nothing but Dirt
Bout the only time in my life couldn't find any liquid to quench my thirst
Searching every where but nothing to fill me up
Looking above and nothing to lift this frown
Looking next to me and no one's hand to grab
Drift back and fourth
IN and OUT of consciousness
Unaware of the bed I laid out for myself
Until now I see I left the bed unmade
And the pillows are shuffled
Rambling for something to hold me
Comfort me
Lashing out
Fainting
Wondering
The worst thing ever
Is it the best thing for me
Could it be
To be alone
Worrying
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Fill me with the sweetest thoughts
Empty me onto the floor to step on
Fill me like air into that balloon
Sending me off
Sending me up
And away from you
No one has ever brought me this high
Took me so LOW
Couldn't feel my knees
Felt nothing but Dirt
Bout the only time in my life couldn't find any liquid to quench my thirst
Searching every where but nothing to fill me up
Looking above and nothing to lift this frown
Looking next to me and no one's hand to grab
Drift back and fourth
IN and OUT of consciousness
Unaware of the bed I laid out for myself
Until now I see I left the bed unmade
And the pillows are shuffled
Rambling for something to hold me
Comfort me
Lashing out
Fainting
Wondering
The worst thing ever
Is it the best thing for me
Could it be
To be alone
Worrying
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Published 19th Jun 2012
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