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I'm having troubles on concentrating,
my mind seems to be fading.
Anymore can't I even think straight,
all I have now is my own faith.
Faith that proves me insane,
status that fallen ones gain.
Yet again I had a sleeples night,
hoping I could squeese you tight.
But you're not here with me,
still you is all I now see.
Everything beautiful reminds me of you,
like the clear sky so deep blue.
I'd like to give you the sun and the moon,
but I wasn't born with a golden spoon.
All I can give you is my heart...