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| You'll never know the truth Too busy running from what almost captured you Willingly slaved for love The fruits of your laborious efforts With nothing to show, but bitter indifference So far gone, and hell bent On extracting revenge Pieces, and fractures mending Beating slowly, yet louder now From one you won't cower away from In case it gets away from you You refuse to pull it close Damages always reveal the costs Of gambling with your heart Was it all really worth it? Guessing that you'll never know Cognitive dissonance putting you in such conundrums Of it being wrong, being horribly wrong Although, it began to finally feel alright You've always wore it all on your sleeve Now, it's begun to have you believe That you wasting your time Seeing such fatal flaws In the logic of love Somethings are just out you hands Leave it all up to chance That someday you will be loved. |