The Fear
The fear of losing your sweet touch.
Your astonishing smile.
The way you make me laugh.
I'm in fear you won't be there,
when I need you.
Or I won't be there,
when you need me.
I can see in your eyes
you're scared too.
We can be scared together,
then maybe, maybe
everything will be alright..
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