The Fight's Gone

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As I sit
On my bed tonight
I wonder if
It's really worth the fight
Pretending I mean something
Pretending I matter
Pretending I'm not just waiting to be abandoned
I think back to words said
Not to long ago
Do I really not form deep relationships?
And is it that damn obvious?
Should I just give up?
Resign myself to
The worthless shell I am
You might fight me about this
But frankly it's the truth
You can't
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