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For what its worth...

For what its worth I never judged you, because I knew I wasn't perfect.

I may have seen things beyond the reflection in the mirror.

For what it's worth, maybe i gave up everything because I know how easily it could be lost.

For what it's worth, I stopped chasing paper, or anybody that truly didn't want to be there in the first place

because no matter how hard you hold on what's meant to leave will.

I don't see me here for long, I don't have much to offer but my time is more valuable

than my pocket book. I spent days, weeks, months, years wasting time thinking I couldn't

and started saying why not?

My circle has gotten smaller but it showed me who wanted to be there in the first place.


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