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One more video and Iβll study
One more pinch, and then I can cry
One more minute of crying, and Iβll sleep
One more block and Iβll go home
One more day, then I can rest
One more and I'll quit
At what point will βone moreβ ever be enough?
One more chapter, one more line, one last piece of a thought of mine
One more hour between him and IΒ
One more moment of me and the words I write on this line
One more time, and I won't cry because the words I write are as good as a lie
One more lie, so I can't deny this escape of mine
All these lines I write in my mind allow me to express what's mine
Just me and the words that I wish I could hear in this life
The words that carry me through my days to outweigh the expectations today
So I ask of lifeβ there will be more times I write lies
Because it will impact so many more people who should hear my cry
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