afraid of the guidance i asked for
i second guess me at my best.
no room for interpretation
to silence the pounding in my chest.
no matter how it ends
i can smile knowing
i have nothing left.
naked
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afraid of the guidance i asked for
i second guess me at my best.
no room for interpretation
to silence the pounding in my chest.
no matter how it ends
i can smile knowing
i have nothing left.
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