Afraid
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when I was little
I was afraid of the dark
I used to hide in a corner and
sit and cry until someone came
and turned on the light
now,my worst fear
is losing you again,
I cant find my way out
I cant see you
i'm just listening to your voice
hoping to find a way out but
now that your voice is gone
I sit back in the corner,
and cry waiting for you
I was afraid of the dark
I used to hide in a corner and
sit and cry until someone came
and turned on the light
now,my worst fear
is losing you again,
I cant find my way out
I cant see you
i'm just listening to your voice
hoping to find a way out but
now that your voice is gone
I sit back in the corner,
and cry waiting for you
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Poetry.com 2.8 out of 5 based on 5 votes.
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nice Brittany
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Nice poem.
(Admittedly, I would like it better with better punctuation. )
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limmerick maybe
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Not a favorite.
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Get a grip with your asinine melodrama already!
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