My throat is dry,
my knees are weak,
I refuse to cry.
I can barely think.
What does this mean
For you and i.....
not sure what to think
But i refuse to cry.
I'm confused,
i still love you.
Its just a small step
In the long walk
That i'm taking with you.
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