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I know I'm not the best. Not the best at Loving, fighting, living, giving. Living a life hidden in shyness And a lack of courage. And I know I don't deserve you. You are perfect, Like an Angel Untouched Uneffected. And I know you don't deserve me. No. You deserve something more. One who'd die for you, Like myself, But exists on your higher plane. And I know I am stuck here, down on Earth, Getting what I do deserve, Harsh, threatening words from those I pass. I walk on As if I don't hear them, But I take all their slings and arrows Unarmored and exposed. If I truly deserve anything I deserve something less. It is only by God's grace I am Human. I have undoubtable proof There is a God; Without him, I'd be an ant Trampled upon by all above me. You are so far above me I can't see you clearly, Which just shows You deserve something more. Something more than shy Something more than a coward And something more Than a human Exposed to the slings and arrows of bitter fortune.
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May 16, 2010
May 16, 2010 at 2:57 PM UTC
Something More
I know I'm not the best. Not the best at Loving, fighting, living, giving. Living a life hidden in shyness And a lack of courage. And I know I don't deserve you. You are perfect, Like an Angel Untouched Uneffected. And I know you don't deserve me. No. You deserve something more. One who'd die for you, Like myself, But exists on your higher plane. And I know I am stuck here, down on Earth, Getting what I do deserve, Harsh, threatening words from those I pass. I walk on As if I don't hear them, But I take all their slings and arrows Unarmored and exposed. If I truly deserve anything I deserve something less. It is only by God's grace I am Human. I have undoubtable proof There is a God; Without him, I'd be an ant Trampled upon by all above me. You are so far above me I can't see you clearly, Which just shows You deserve something more. Something more than shy Something more than a coward And something more Than a human Exposed to the slings and arrows of bitter fortune.
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May 16, 2010
May 16, 2010 at 2:57 PM UTC
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