Tell me how you really feel 2/2/04

I’m afraid to love you,

Afraid that you might love me.

The hurt is worse in the end.

When you say I’m special

Should I really feel special

Or is it only because you say I am?

Is it me that you want? In your wedding of black.

To sing the song that you wrote.

Do tell me what is it I lack…

A blade across my throat?

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