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Apr 2019
I took the headphones off
for you, my dear

He says
and gasps
when he now sees me fighting

Put down your arms
I cannot tell you more
how much I love you

You put down your guard
I say
how do you want me that I pray
for you?

I have no guard
just bandages
he says
and pray you only do in church

To me you just exist
because you do

no need for words, for song, for chemicals
be brave enough to be

just you.
Good Lord how I fight
Me
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