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Jul 12, 2010 19:39

The anchor is raised, as you're floating away
There's an emptiness you've left behind
Hollowing my soul, and consuming me whole
Leaving nothing to feel inside
No longer one with my flesh and blood,
You struck a match and lit the fuse
After all of these years, I've found the worst of my fears:
That there's someone I'm afraid to lose
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