Forever

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My depression grows heavy,

My words are unsteady,

The lines blur,

Time slurs,

Loneliness overtakes,

What all is at stake?

They don't understand,

But, darling, take my hand,

And I'll lead you to safety,

We don't have to be hasty,

You know it's true,

I'd wait forever for you.

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