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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.
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Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 5:59 PM UTC
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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.
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Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 5:59 PM UTC
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