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Fall, falling fast

         To love, yet not to last.

To hurt and to die

         Inside my heart, I can't but cry

You don't realize it hurts

         You can only see yourself first

Emotions you don't mean to convey

         Well, dear, they happen anyway!

I cannot but carry on and pray

         That you will see what you've missed, someday.

And now I do this for you, my love

         And hope you've been blessed from above

For next time you see me,

You'll need the help!