Am I too late, or in time, should I fight, do I have to?
Looked away and missed the show
Knew I would, Told you so.
You held all of me, my trust so fast
In just a few months that passed
Cried when you couldn’t see, scared sick
You promised me so much, thin and thick
But now I cannot see you
Cannot hear you
Cannot feel your skin
Or the breathing that I broke in
Barely feel your soul late at night
If I don’t soon,
This Will Be
The Fight.
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