I sit here thinking
of you though i know
i'll never have a chance
with you, i just keep
on thinking of you even
if i was told never
get your hopes up, but
without this hope i
would be nothing, I crumble
each day i fear i won't
last but i keep on fighting
though i know it won't last.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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