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Up all night,
talking in fright,
of the things that might,
hold us tight,
or minimize our sight,
upon one another.
And then she comes,
my dear sweet mother,
then along comes,
my only brother,
telling me stories.
I refuse to hear,
because they bring back fear,
the fear I told you of,
which was the fright,
of holding on too tight.
Yet we pulled through,
I held on to you.
Where my fear flew,
I have no clue.
Yet one thing is true,
that fear, was the fear of loving
YOU!

Description
Up all night,
talking in fright,
of the things that might,
hold us tight,
or minimize our sight,
upon one another.
And then she comes,
my dear sweet mother,
then along comes,
my only brother,
telling me stories.
I refuse to hear,
because they bring back fear,
the fear I told you of,
which was the fright,
of holding on too tight.
Yet we pulled through,
I held on to you.
Where my fear flew,
I have no clue.
Yet one thing is true,
that fear, was the fear of loving
YOU!