So numb I’ve become;
I read your words to feel my feelings,
I seek your love to give’em meaning.
You ask me to pour myself a glass of inspiration
do you know that it comes from you?
Your good intentions usurp all my contentions
and though I lose this case,
I still have your smile
on my face.
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