[Verse 1]
Written once, written twice it still doesn’t suffice.
What’s this? A heist?
No, not of my innocence,
that’s not what I asked for,
love is my desire.
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[Pre-Chorus]
How many times must I plea
upon the 100th, once more?
For what?
Another empty hollow sound
of syllables and letters
that make a fool of me.
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[Chorus]
Make me feel low? No,
help me heal,
don’t you know how?
Effort,
touch,
speak,
reach,
relate,
give.
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[Verse 2]
You hear,
and good intentions left undone,
well laid plans
left to rest.
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[Pre-Chorus]
How many more times now must I say?
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[Chorus]
Make me feel low? No,
help me heal,
don’t you know how?
Effort,
touch,
speak,
reach,
relate,
give.
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[Outro]
I press on,
written a third time now,
leaving the pen
on the open page
hoping this time
it will suffice.