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I will always want to give And give— Until my heart is bleeding and raw. And your apathy Weighs in the air As much as my mud-filled lungs. And even when I know You’re no good for me, Still—I am smothered by your tyranny.
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Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 8:46 PM UTC
Give
I will always want to give And give— Until my heart is bleeding and raw. And your apathy Weighs in the air As much as my mud-filled lungs. And even when I know You’re no good for me, Still—I am smothered by your tyranny.
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Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 8:46 PM UTC
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