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Moment
It hurts to see yourself.
In that moment, I’m not the me I know
All the doubt and worries that builds and builds.
The endless fear, I can’t control.
The part of me which isn’t that good.
The anger and the hate which is waiting to be let free.
The tears spill without warning.
As if a wildfire has taken over.
Exhaustion and heaviness that will come latter.
When I hold your hand and wrap you in my arms.
The worry, the fear, the anger… fade into the mist.
I know those emotions are part of me, but not all of me.
I know, I will go through all the pain and worries again, for those moments with you, means the world to me.
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