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Comprehend
All I wanted was a hand to hold
All I wanted to was become old
Instead you became very cold
You were harsh
I felt like I lost my spark
Now I feel like what is the point of having a heart
Some may think Im just to needy
Some may think I was greedy
What they don't comprehend
Was everything I gave you in the end
And now I sit here quite alone
But I will no longer groan
I will start dusting off the ash
I will begin to rise again.
© ER