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I'm terrified to write this all down
Like somehow I'll just keep it around
A metaphor to leave myself out of
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I've strung the ropes as tight as they'll go
Braced the floors just to keep it below
To dance myself through one more dumb show
But every page I have found
Leaves one more hasty brick wall on the ground
I lay curled up from the sound
I'm afraid of what's at the end of the book
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My weaker faith can't really compete
With my own skill for self deceit
The only things that dent are concrete
You wouldn't know
That every musty corner was mine
That what I fear I simply imply
Every song was true, every word was a lie
They had it right when I was five
And I've got no call to be surprised
By everything I despise
But I'm afraid
I'm afraid
I'm afraid that what's at the end of the book
Is just me

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