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Help me I'm falling
I cannot seem to stand
My spirit's getting weaker
Upon this sea of sand
I pull and claw and cry
Just trying to break free
The well of love is leaking
And it is leaving me
Tears of sorrow run
Along a path so used
That they know the very distance
Of every road they choose
I'm tired of this feeling
I wish it would go away
One moment I'm not happy
The next one makes me sway
Tired of my musing
Sick of the saddened word
I'm sorry I upset you
I'd stop them if I could
I would rest my worn out pen
And lock it up real tight
If you'd only take a moment
To give me back what's right
All sad words would disappear
And you can look and see
How much my life has changed
Since she started loving me
Happy now my heart is free
No longer are there doubts
Her look strips them away from me
I've found the one who counts
Jim 1988
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