I don't even know.

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I'm good with words, but don't know what to say.

I want to love, but am afraid my love will fade away.

Why am I always the one to stay?

Until the bitter end?

When will I be the one who'll learn love again?


My life's a mess, and I don't even know.

If I am heaven bound, or stuck in hell below.

When will the truths of life begin to show?

Or will I always be stuck somewhere in the dark.

Sightless, helpless, just wanting, no needing to do my part.




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