Almost

Almost fallen. Almost broken.
Still alive, but dead inside.
Speak out loud those words unspoken,
Words, that always make me cry.

Do not push - I'm almost falling.
Love's a hard thing to forget,
It's unfair, it's mind-ignoring,
The more I give, the less I get.

I've done some things that I regret,
But I was never faking.
The more I give, the less I get,
That's, maybe, why you hate me.


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