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Scared

Scared of the fact that i might not be loved by you scared of the fact that every night i dream of you scared that you'll come to me scared that my dream of you and you ickk game will come true Scared of the fct that everyday i see you across the hall scared of the fact that i havve too look where i go Scare that you'll come at me scared that you'll hurt me more scared of you i'm scared of you i'm so scared of you

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