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I was willing to try, even if it meant I would cry
I was willing to lose a tear to always have you here
I was willing to play with fire, to ride on a loose tire
even if at the thought my heart skipped a beat
I was willing to endure the Heat...
I was Willing
wake up to the sun
blink once and the stars are out
another day *gone
Time's escaping me.
I'm not living.

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