Reciprocate

What am but a frail and broken man?
Wandering alone, and failing once again?

But your love, my love, it does not reciprocate my lack.

My heart, my love, is split in many ways,
From coins to gold they occupy my days,

Yet my heart knows, they cannot reciprocate my love.

Your love, my love, it is new each every day,
You pursue and love despite all my mistakes,

Your love, my love, it always reciprocates my love.

My life is short and will be over soon,
And then what will my legacy presume?

Let me love, my love, let me please reciprocate your love.

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