I want to love but it comes out wrong.
I know my heart needs to be strong.
I need to change and rearrange my heart.
My love is not an illusion.
It's sincere, just filled with confusion.
No one wins or takes the blame.
It's only the flicker of a dying flame.
I'll open up my heart and not be afraid.
Start a new fire and stop this charade.
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