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Just existing
I build up the courage each day
To remind myself that he needs me to stay
Someday he will hear many different sides
I hope he believes I wanted to love instead of lies
Its too late for all the amends
Existing in a world thats already decided my end
Down the street is a river, they tell me to jump
On the ground a pipe if its god i want to confront
I feel no back i feel no bone
Lusting the idea of love, no one wants to condone
not ready to let him go, i have nothing left to show
My mind is torture and theres no where left to go
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