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Before I Stay September 5, 2018 ~ Wednesday What if I put right what I got wrong And I put it into a song What if you should decide
Fear is a source of vengenance Powering all to ingnite in its glory We are weak and fall frail We allow this to overcome our thoughts Making us into something we never even imagined.
No glance or furtive peek needed, I already know. They are me, all respiring to one united beat and breath--and we’ll die together at death.