A new struggle fraught with endless waiting
No end in sight, the dark of dusk sets again
To be held so high yet so far away from you
Is there nothing that can be said for true sentiment
No one can know me more than you ignore
I see you fight it and I bear the it’s sting
This jealous smile wears so heavy on hearts
I am crushed to see no end to your blessing
The cruel fate of twisted hearts is no game
There can be no victor without more loss
I can be more if set free from this lonely prison
Take me for who I am or forget me for who I am not
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