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i seem to be running out of breath,

all my words and promises falling on deaf ears,

emotions and feelings just being ignored,

it's like being a quadriplegic who stuck on the floor,

it's a feeling of helplessness,

standing knocking on your door,

hearing him putting you down,

speaking to you as if you're nothing,

and all i can do is stand there and hear you cry,

making my knuckles bleed from pounding on your door,

pleading with you to let me in,

how can some one so beautiful and precious allow themselves to be unhappy,

when all you have to do is open the door,

and let me in,

it's crazy how you fight me,

knowing that i'm the one who loves you,

and i'm the one who'd do anything for you,

knowing i'm the one who would stand by you,

through sickness and in health,

i would make my riches yours,

i would make you the air that i breathe,

the blood that flows in me,

the life that live,

my world,

and all you have to do is open the door,

.......and let me in.........(ccm)