when all my heart is given,
what more am i to give...
how far am it to go...
to show you have taken
the most of me.
why shall i try so hard
to prove myself,
when in return
i recieve nothing.
why shall i hold on so tight
when just your finger
is keeping me from falling.
why am i to grieve so strongly
when on the other side
not one tear is shed.
why am i.....
the only one trying? ? ...
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