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~•§•~ The Tiniest Violin Plays ~•§•~

by bettsjc187

If I can't hold on If I let life slip by like you said I'd do all along As the tiniest violin plays my theme song Would you lose faith in me as a person? As another flawed human? Or is it set in stone as a bygone conclusion? I've begun to become withdrawn So it shouldn't be long If I must let go I'll aim for the lawn And you can sleep well knowing you were not wrong ©2024
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bettsjc187
42 / M / Washington State
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Written by
bettsjc187
42 / M / Washington State
Published
Apr 30, 2024
Time
1m
Tags
#cant#grip#life#slip#lose#faith#clear#conclusion#withdrawn#aim
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