Sometimes, when you think you are loved...you aren't. And sometimes when you think you aren't loved, you are.
I am just a man...how am I to figure this whole thing out?
I'm tired and beaten...beaten down and beaten close to death.
All I want is to hold someone and love her...
That's all....
Is that so much to ask?
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