Non-Erotic PoetryMy FearThere will come a time,
When you will have to choose,
The path you know all too well,
And the one you say you desire.
And I'll be waiting on you,
To hold my hand and walk with me,
But you will never show.
For you will take the comfort path,
And with him you'll remain.
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