The fear of the unknown
Increasingly nervous
One day it rains on your parade
Like a hand grenade
Complicates
Slaps you in the face
As if you disobeyed misbehaved
Withdrawn from all pursuits of passion and purpose The fear of the unknown Increasingly nervous One day it rains on your parade Like a hand grenade Complicates Slaps you in the face As if you disobeyed misbehaved Explain Request ×
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