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Soul Tired
I think I’ll find a needle in a haystack
Before I find a soul mate
It’s exhausting to keep the faith
My confidence is slim
My expression is grim
I feel out of place in a world that beats me down to shame
I know love is not a race but even a marathon eventually ends.
Before I find a soul mate
It’s exhausting to keep the faith
My confidence is slim
My expression is grim
I feel out of place in a world that beats me down to shame
I know love is not a race but even a marathon eventually ends.
Published 15th Oct 2024
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