Fear
I'm afraid to face the truth,
what if these facts
refuse the current future?
What will happen then?
I'm afraid to face it,
it haunts me, like it always does, afterwards
the present will have to learn
the past should give out the pattern
and maybe the facts turned out to be wrong ...
maybe there was nothing to fear after all ...
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| Auteur: karin jansen | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 30 juni 2007 | ||
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