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If your heart is not for me, I'll love you all the same. The feedback I've received is that my efforts are in vain. Within me regarding you, there will always be a flame. Yet I must continue growing, there is too much left to gain. On any road that's traveled, less time with you means pain. But if you're not convinced by now, I may never be your aim. It's time to roll the dice and play, perhaps I'll win this game. My wings grew back so I must fly, there's love out there to tame.
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Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 2:04 AM UTC
Vicissitude
If your heart is not for me, I'll love you all the same. The feedback I've received is that my efforts are in vain. Within me regarding you, there will always be a flame. Yet I must continue growing, there is too much left to gain. On any road that's traveled, less time with you means pain. But if you're not convinced by now, I may never be your aim. It's time to roll the dice and play, perhaps I'll win this game. My wings grew back so I must fly, there's love out there to tame.
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29/M/Spokane
Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 2:04 AM UTC
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