"I fear I may fall in love with you,"
and the words rang in her head like church bells
As she could only wonder,
what is so fearful about falling in love with me?
She was naive
But she was in love
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Author:
Brie (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Love
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Comments2
Love can come at strange times but just go with it.
True love is naive, as it should be
pure as it;s deserved
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