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A creation of my own
Yes I am in love...
How do I know this? Well...
Fear, pure fear, she lives
And breathes inside of me.
A creation of my own...
She grows every single day
And today she finally kicked.
She kicked so hard that my
Heart is damaged and my
Soul has scattered... Cause
Of a creation of my own...
Forces me to refuse anything good,
Anything pure, prefect and sweet.
She brings it all to light for me.
Allows me to open my eyes but
Just to see everything her way
Or paranoia's.
Until she has been given birth too
Or set free.
So yes I am in love...
As I hold the knowledge of fear.
Yes she lays safely inside of me,
Waiting for me to admit she has
No other mother or father.
It's just me and her , my fear.
A creation of my own making.
