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I will fight for this
Until my bones ache,
Until my muscles are weak,
And until I bleed from every pore.
I will suffer through all of this,
With every tear,
With every lost night of sleep,
Until the pain stops.
Still I will never win this fight,
Not because I'm weak,
Or not trying,
But because I love you.
And that love will always make me fail
Make me fall at your feet
And admit you're right
Even if it kills me.