Left bleeding
Only a partial heart and soul
How can I go on, move on
Why should I when I have such a tattered and wasted heart
Empty with nothing left for you to take, to see
How trecherous this field of mines
The certainty that moving forward will cost me the very life I've tenuously taped back together
The life I'm not convinced I'm willing to give to this cause
Poverty, homelessness, war and disease raveged countries, famine and the lonely desperation of others
To these I will gladly give my life
There is no danger there
True danger lies in giving you me
ending up alone again
empty in this bed
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