Fear

I hope that you will keep your words real. That you hold my hand everytime I'm to run. That you will hold my fear in your hands like hurricane. My tears feels like stones. I hope that you will catch them. If you will keep your promises and I will keep mine. That I keep love you forever.

But we both know that you will runaway with bloody hands. After that you took My heart out of me. And I know I'm standing here with no heart and only hate inside me. I hate that I'll keep my promies


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