Lost.

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The entire world is watching me as I try to keep it together
Filled with predispositions labeling me a beggar
I don’t know how long I can keep us going
I couldn’t bear our ending
With my endearing encounters and attempts
Your responses are vapid and at rest
I want to make your insides flutter at the sight of my face
I want to be your saving grace
I want to make you fall in love with me again, but I’ve no idea how
It’s all gone now
I feel pushed away and left for dead
But that’s still my fault for all of the things I said
Will we ever recover?
Will I ever earn back my first lover?
I’m trying so desperately, but it takes two
To have our love make it through.

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