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Holding Out for Something Real
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General Thoughts on Love I thought you were the best thing
I could ever call mine,
so when you wanted to leave
I struggled to accept it.
You didn't treat me right
because you knew I would take it;
I thought you were the only one
who would ever love me.
But what you felt for me wasn't love,
it resembled carnal desire
that I could never fulfill
because of my deeper morals.
I'm holding out for something real,
for a love that is true and pure;
a love that doesn't ask for too much
but gives without expectations.
