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What would I say if I had another chance
Another opportunity to ask for that dance

If only I opened up my mouth at the right time...
You could've still been mine...

You were the one who I wanted to hold on so dear
But I am a soul corrupted by Fear

It was never my intention
To keep you in a state of detention.
All I wanted was a smooth cruise to our now non-existent destination

I know I can't fix what I broke
So I won't beg and provoke

You deserve a fighter
And someone who can help you carry your load to make it a bit lighter

I fear too many things
And that's why my desire for a perfect reality only end up staying dreams...

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