Fighting for my life,
Wishing he was here,
To endure this pain
with me, with us
holding out for that day
when I can say,
to myself;
'Je suis rempli de tristesse et je suis troublé'
And understand,
The truth,
The unfixable,
Breakable,
Person I am
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