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i'm too scared i'll wreck her,
i know too well that she deserves better
than all these broken pieces.
how can i be what she's needed?

i'm not worthy of all her perfection,
my problems will spread like an infection.
do i walk away to not be selfish?
or do i let myself cherish
every moment we have
until we parish

- falling

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