How can you keep something alive,
When it's was meant to die.
From day one,
It was all a waste.
All the tears being spilled,
Never was necessary.
Pouring in love,
That wasn't going anywhere.
Sleepless nights,
Because you're not good enough.
Pain spread everywhere,
Because you gave it you're all.
What would happen to this strong heart,
That is bruised with resentment and disillusion?
Give up and move on,
Still fight and be demolished?
This love is confusing,
It has no end or beginning...
It's not meant to be,
But can I make it even if it's already dead?
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