Fourty

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and yet here I am, again
a little too late, for you
if only I had known.
what will I do?

I am not fooled,
but I just thought
that I'd respect what she owns
but the inner thief in me,
says another

what do I do?
I plan to win you
over the work that I'd do
but what am I,
compared to her?

but yet again,
it is my mistake
I shouldn't have been scared
maybe then, you'll know
that I love you.

so what now?
I'll let fate decide
if we belong then we shall
if we do not, I'll let you go.

five years.
five years.
sounds so long yet so little to me
what if I'm never enough for you?
please never forget me.

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