Doubt

So many words
So many secrets
Confessed in a dark room
And yet I still fear
You’ll run from me
And all of the pain
That comes along

So many kisses
So many reassuring smiles
You only draw nearer
And desire to help
Weed the rubbish from my mind
And kill the hate in my soul

But I keep wondering
When reality
will snap its vicious teeth
at my contentment
and lure you away
from my chaos

08/01/02
3:30 p.m.

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