old story, new ending


it's the age old story
it's the same old tale
afraid to let the world know who i am
afraid that love will fail
never certain that I'm ok
never sure that I could stand
the scrutiny of such an intimate friend
or to lose the grip of your hand

then your love found me
then you came my way
and you demanded that i be me
and showed you'd love me anyway
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