I held hands with the one that was left behind,
Tied ropes with the one I left confined.
Who knew it was that hard to give a shoulder,
When someone is willing to live but can't get any older.
I knew that wont be easy either
leaving someone's legacy,
To live life with ecstacy.
When I saw the world below with no one around
the remorse I had isolated,
turned into anger I once tolerated.
7d ago
May 28, 2026 at 12:30 AM UTC
I held hands with the one that was left behind,
Tied ropes with the one I left confined.
Who knew it was that hard to give a shoulder,
When someone is willing to live but can't get any older.
I knew that wont be easy either
leaving someone's legacy,
To live life with ecstacy.
When I saw the world below with no one around
the remorse I had isolated,
turned into anger I once tolerated.
Wrote this long time ago.
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