Apr 2020
When you clock in on time
Or drive the speed limit
Where is the applause when you don’t hurt?
When you reject
That dangerous last drink,
That tempting last bet,
That unbeatable high?
Who is thanking you
That you didn’t choose to die?
Or drive the speed limit
Where is the applause when you don’t hurt?
When you reject
That dangerous last drink,
That tempting last bet,
That unbeatable high?
Who is thanking you
That you didn’t choose to die?
(22/F/Illinois)
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