I Will Be True
Like a bird, I want to fly away.
My love is so real, it will never stray.
I will be true. But, still, I feel so deprived.
Why can’t I let this temporary high go away? I have the time.
I am wasting it slowly.
I am searching for something, something that is missing.
I am waiting on something, something better than this.
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