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Oct 2014
When you let yourself slip away
succumbing to the gentle pushes.

A pool too deep to swim in
and it's not yours.

There is such a thing as too much hope
and we all know about high expectations.


So, forgive me for wanting to stand back up.

Forgive me for wanting to get out of this pool.

Forgive me for wanting to give up.


If I can't help myself, how can I help anyone else?


*There is such a thing as having too much hope.
colovaria
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colovaria  Ireland
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