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What do you hold ? I do not know Where do I go and how do I know? tyring to find direction is hard I can't seem to let down my guard  I dont know what to do so I turn and look at you and you and you 
You beg me to stay, I just want to jump 101 ways, 101 waysI could go I ask, I beg, I plead, I cry You know there is no worth to my life Yet you choose me Why? I don't know
Trust is fragile it can be earned and it can be lost It can be broken beyond repair no matter the cost Trust can come easy for some Or it can be harder for those who’ve become too numb
Flakes of snow, gliding down your back, as they melt. Under you, my hushed brokenness held. The heat, the rush, left the sky blushed. The touch of your silky black hair,
TrustYou know? The funny thing about trust is that it’s a two way streetI trust you. You trust me, right?Except you don’t Instead you read my diary out to the entire courtroomJust to make a point
TrustYou know? The funny thing about trust is that it’s a two way streetI trust you. You trust me, right?Except you don’t Instead you read my diary out to the entire courtroomJust to make a point
Used to believe love was always in my favor  That loving you was the best part of me That loving you was the only thing that I wanted when I felt like the whole world was against me
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