Out of My Hands

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I want to help you

but I don't know how.

So I'll watch

from the background

I'll watch you cry,

suffer,

and sigh.

Because I don't know

how to make

you feel better.

It's out of my hands

I tried so hard to grab it,

I swear

but some things

escape my grasp

and I'm sorry.

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