Deep down in the valley; behind the closed door,
walking down its alley
Try as I may, still it seems to be
I fall short in accomplishing my goal
Unknown to none, but lays bare to one
to.... unconditionally, and cherish your soul
to simply have and to hold
I give all of myself, but it seems to be
only half in return I receive as a masqueraded slayer
I have come to the conclusion and now I'm convinced
....don't make no sense
One minute I'm..... and cherished in abundance
the next you need room to breathe
i cannt see nor know what there is,
Tis man's hidden land of uncertainties
Still try as I may, I give more of myself
and never stop trying to believe
It seems as if it's time to relent
Therefore, trust not what you see
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