Only when the goal
is unattainable
do I start
to feel
like I'm losing myself
and this deep secret
that hasn't come out yet
is buried
down deep
with the rest
I can't coerce you into this one
Jealousy lay all your spells to bed
I'll choose unloved instead
If only songs were sung
to guide the doubtful ones
beyond
the rough
where not as much is good enough
Oh, if you find yourself
amongst the lonely ones
I will
be waiting here with open arms
I can't coerce you into this one
Jealousy lay all your spells to bed
I'll choose unloved instead
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