Brianna N R Wine (9-29-1995 / USA)
Our Battle Will Continue
Here we are, at a threshold neither one of us can pass
You won’t let down your pride and I can’t find mine.
We have struggled and screamed. Pushed and shoved.
For what? For who? For each other?
It seems the harder we try, the more it slips.
I can't help but be sorry, the future will never be.
The promises you made, were just empty words
And the things I gave were never enough.
I can’t help but hang on, just a little while
Maybe the feeling of love will come back
Or maybe you will realize what we are losing.
Either way, our slow aching battle continues.
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