Vîgintî Quattuor

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How can i say no ,
when their hearts are
broken and bleeding ?
How can i just leave,
when my conscience
tells me to help?

It's a curse and a blessing
to have these wings
because the reality of others
often stings
Still i tug at their sleeves
Begging them to tell me more
Even though i know
it'll destroy me
when i learn there's
not much i can do

I'm not saying i hate my role
I'm dangerously inlove
with healing
The injustice of it all
hits like a dart
Stronger than the wall i put up

In the end I'm human too
I don't know if i can be
everyone's magic cure
All i can do is try
to hold you close as you cry

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