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That feeling that overcomes you, Every time you look in her eyes, You feel it, Her pain. She's convinced In a righteous, immoral way. She wants to tell you "I can" But is faced with lies when reality hits her. She wants make you happy- She's trying to. But it's impossible. She can't do it even though you want her too, She's, unwillingly,  convinced otherwise as it seems. By what seems, Her master of mortality. The 'air' to keep her lungs breathing. But he's hurting you And your obviously not seeing it. Confused, you may feel, you tell her But always know, You'll be there for her. "I know," she tells you As if she's you. But she's not. That's what she doesn't understand. "I get it." she says. But does she? Is she sitting there, From a distance, Knowing she can't do anything about it. Getting to sit there and watch, I can't deal with this. Your not only affecting you, But the people around you. The decisions you make. Just know, That, that feeling that overcomes me, Isn't something I can deal with; We've known one another for too long. You should see it, Shouldn't you? I'm not going away, Even though, I don't want to sit and watch, I'll never be able to leave. Don't ever forget that; Because I wont, And I can make that promise to you.
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Dec 7, 2010
Dec 7, 2010 at 2:33 PM UTC
You have done everything so effortlessly.
That feeling that overcomes you, Every time you look in her eyes, You feel it, Her pain. She's convinced In a righteous, immoral way. She wants to tell you "I can" But is faced with lies when reality hits her. She wants make you happy- She's trying to. But it's impossible. She can't do it even though you want her too, She's, unwillingly,  convinced otherwise as it seems. By what seems, Her master of mortality. The 'air' to keep her lungs breathing. But he's hurting you And your obviously not seeing it. Confused, you may feel, you tell her But always know, You'll be there for her. "I know," she tells you As if she's you. But she's not. That's what she doesn't understand. "I get it." she says. But does she? Is she sitting there, From a distance, Knowing she can't do anything about it. Getting to sit there and watch, I can't deal with this. Your not only affecting you, But the people around you. The decisions you make. Just know, That, that feeling that overcomes me, Isn't something I can deal with; We've known one another for too long. You should see it, Shouldn't you? I'm not going away, Even though, I don't want to sit and watch, I'll never be able to leave. Don't ever forget that; Because I wont, And I can make that promise to you.
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Dec 7, 2010
Dec 7, 2010 at 2:33 PM UTC
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