with me
I've followed you
blindly
all this time
but I finally see
you are anywhere, but
with me
I've loved you boldly
through all the pain
but the scars on my hands
where my fingers used to be
ache
and I've nothing left to hold on
with
so I've lost my fight
to keep you
for being anywhere, but
with me
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