Always Afraid


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Like the dying dwindling fire

The embers rekindle Life

As the dog left All alone

Still protects his bone


Like the burnt out Mother

Needs understanding from another


Rise above my fears makes me strong

Be brave, be proud, Live my Song

Holding your hand is where I belong

I'll Never Believe it's Wrong


I get so tired of being afraid

and I forget How the Fear was made

I Forget I don't need it Now

I forget - I Can work it out

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