Shall I hold my own
Hand
Because truly to me
Shall I only be
Tis my fears are far
But my love is close
For only me I shall be
Forget me not
For I hold myself
And cry alone
Because to myself
I will be
Far form love tis better for me
When I smile for unto me
And unto any man
For love made me this way
But life will someday
Bring me far away
From this place.
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