My Fear

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"Aren't you afraid?" She asks

 No longer living

Gone

Erased

Aren't you afraid?

"You'll be forgotten?"

She looks at me as if to say

I thought....

It's kind of hard to do

How does one forget a nobody

They never saw

Never knew

Still, I tell her yes

Because my lips are sealed

I hold it back and never say

My fear of leaving

Stuck by standards

Afraid to see her face

If I truly answered

Imprisoned in a society

Who's never really seen me

Who refuse to accept me

Let me be

Chained down by my false freedom

There's my answered by I can't say

My lips are sewn

By the thread of my own fear

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