Criss Crossed

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By PenToPaper

I'm always scared, And I'm always lost. The strings of my heart Are crissed and crossed. I don't know who you are, Or what you will become. A monster in my closet, A beast so fearsome. Sometimes I feel alone, But I know you're always there. A ray of faith That helps me escape this nightmare. I'm not like them, I can face my fears. I don't need you to save me, But help me wipe away my tears.

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