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Sometimes I think, what if I'm wrong. Everything
nowadays seems like vanity even I have my days where I
can't stand me, looking back on my life like daylight
savings I still live with no regrets hell I can't save it, I'm
inconsistent with women in the past I gave my all too, but
I can't help myself its who I am and what I always do, but
after so many failed attempts its got me thinking,
wondering will I ever get the same in return so as I take a
glimpse into the near future, what if what I'm asking for
will never happen, we live in a world where everybody
gives their all too hate don't give enough to love, single
parent homes without children that miss out on kisses &
hugs. So on the quest with what I'm searching for its got
me wondering maybe I'm just impatient tired of waiting
tired of giving and I don't get, tired of bending over
backwards for love and the same im giving out I don't get
I'm their addiction this all of me that I give is their next fix
but I'm the one who got his emotions caught up in the
mix I'm sick...but I can't help it but I'm also helpless to
give love unconditionally so freely is a selfless act but
when will it be my turn to get that same feeling back...
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