for dear life || fourteen

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I don't know,

I don't know,

I don't know,

seems to the only way I can explain how I feel,

the truthful answer I can give,

I'm getting tired and so are you,

I've given up and so have you,

everything is just too much,

it pains me that I thought

that you'd actually be able to put up with me,

but I guess I was wrong,

I'm always wrong.

~Maddie

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