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"I'm Scared"
  ‘I’m scared,’ she tells me
  I crouch down and almost immediately,
  My gaze softens
  I want to tell her everything will be alright, I wish to declare to her that she is just tired
  But deep in my mind, deep in my knowledge, I know it is but another lie                                                                           This is where I may agree
  This is where my eyes let me see
  Where I can be
  But no, I can’t deceive her
  Not again
  My precision becomes confusion
  The air in my thoughts no longer has a kite
  And instead of feeling right, I seem to feel fright
  My blood runs cold
  My hands are now nothing for me to hold
  I cannot find a single site for light
  All of me is in a fight
  And to think,
  That I would never sink
  Under the veracity
  The lies
  They never ached and were so wise
  One after one,
  They grow to be a compromise
  You grant me publicity
  I give you possibility
  You sacrifice your honesty
  I bear with you my novelty
  My mind tells me to continue with the deceit
  My heart advises me to end this and nevermore retreat
  Lie
  I dare you to try
  Lie
  I bet you will never try
  Deny
  Defy
  Deny
  Defy
  All of these voices inside my head..
  All of these spare hands..
  Who am I to corrupt some land?
  ‘I’m scared’ she tells me
  I gaze deep into her eyes
  ‘I know, so am I’
  ‘How do you do it?’ she asks
  ‘I just say goodbye’

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