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Standing on the doorstep
Standing on your doorstep
Waiting for you to invite me in
My heart full of fear and self-loathing
my confidence wafer thin
Crying out to hear your answer
Nothing eases the pain I feel
This emptiness and self-denial
Leaves me close to a complete reveal
On the point of no return
A cry for help and a scream of pain
the dread and torment roam free
while sitting in this pouring refrain
Thursday 5th April 2018 11:46 pm
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