For Him

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What's the point of trying
When on the inside I'm crying
For help

You seemed like such a prayer
And I chose to take the dare
Of trying to make you love
The silent white dove
I call my heart

My soul may be black
But there's one love I can't take back
It's the one I have for you
I just wish you felt the way I do

So here's all I have left to say:

I'm sorry but...goodbye

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