You

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You

You ask me why,

I seem to cry,

When they're around

You ask me why,

I can't give you what you want

I will never be,

What you find you need

I will never seek,

To feed your pleasure fiend

I will never be,

What you think you need

I never seem to find the light,

While others see clearly in the dark

I'll never be able to shine,

The past is to close to forget


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