Fear
The fear came to life
I don't think in the way I thought it would
I was scared the beauty would fade
Yet you're still here thinking I'm so
I was scared the strength would die
Yet you're still here supporting
God said it wasn't time
I don't see the reason
But it's not for me to see
That doesn't mean it doesn't hurt me any less
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