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In the end, I shall always fail
The effort is irrelevant
The brain devoured by insecurities

I give you my words
But what do they mean
If they are hollow sounds to your ears

I give you my certitude
You turn them into uncertainties
Without a flinch of compassion

I give you my heart
The beating abruptly stops
By only one look of disgust 

I have fallen
And I shall fall again
It's Murphy's law,
Written in the stars of your eyes
But only if I get back up
So I shall lay here
In these pitch-black pits of doubt

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