POETRY IS THE MUSIC OF THE SOUL


May 3, 2009

Inside

I dont want to be broken
To be crying on the floor
I dont want to be sad
In a depression no more
I'm afraid of getting hurt
Having my heart destroyed
I'm afraid of getting used
And of being toyed
But how am I afraid of you
Or letting you get near?
Why is this happening to me?
What else do I fear?

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