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Every day I’m a little bit more scared,
Every day I cry a just little bit more,
Every day I find I’m dying inside.
One small thing is holding me together,
One small thing is keeping me from my biggest fear,
One small thing finds strength in me I thought I’d lost.
And although my body gets weaker, my heart will not stop.
And when I thought I’d lost my tears, they keep coming.
And although I’ve lost the battle I still keep fighting.
And shivering, cold and slightly forsaken I find myself still going,
For my heart thinks it’s ahead and it’s won this time and ...