| We all are struggling, just doing our best
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| We’ve gone through the grinder, suffered loss
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| Lost to, to which everything flows, an absence which
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| Attracts flora blooming softly
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| Soft is my chest, I didn’t allow loss
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| Loss make me hate, didn’t harden from pain
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| This pain we had will always be there
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| But the sense of full satisfaction, too
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| I opened my heart for you
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| Your lower lip, so heavy on you
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| My spine curved, erotically
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| We’re finally vulnerable
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| Loss of love, we all have suffered
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| How we make up for it defines who we are
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| It defines us, how we overcome it
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| Recover, repair from loss
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| Loss of faith just ignites survivors
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| They stared out, straight into the eye
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| I forgive, the past is bondage
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| Freedom aphrodisiac
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| I’ve opened my heart for you
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| Tied ribbons on my ankles for you
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| Drew orchids on my thighs for you
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| Your lower lip, so heavy on you
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| My spine curved, erotically
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| Tied ribbons on my ankles for you
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| Drew orchids on my thighs for you
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| Your lower lip, so heavy on you
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| My spine curved, erotically
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| Finally vulnerable |