accept and move on
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One, Two, Three, Four ,,,,
thatʼs how many came before you,
youʼd think earlier i wouldʼve made a breakthrough
but instead iʼve decided to push through,
My mussel, gaping, black, and blue
was forked open
but time
tequila
and tension
stick us back together.
I Know that this hurt is over.
I've learned to live with the pain
I gave my all just to fight for her
I have the scars that remain
As i lay down ma head to rest,
This is real not a test,
Tell ma family and the rest,
As a man i played ma best,
And am gone to be with christ,
While the sun rise and fall to the East,
