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My Emotions do not control my life
Nor the fear of tomorrow
A small price to pay
For an item that cannot be returned,
fixed, or renewed.
Once over and broken its final

My heart lied to me of a
promised heaven
I am now a lost soul again
A small price to pay
to have a dream lost and forgetten

Have I finally awake to reality
That my emotions have not cribbled a man
but a sprain to the heart
A man will never yield, but
accept his imperfections

Count on me to succeed
Count on me as a man of my word
If I may love again, may she
be everything I need for my perfection