giving up to make it through
say what you may
it's all for you
I'd say I know
what's right from wrong
if you were well
enough to sing along
for every love mowed to the ground
trace in reverse
hide what wasn't found
you learned to bury
what wouldn't stay
you know I could bluff
and you can't look away
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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