The troubles alone I feel, the victory together we share
For only one can feel the pain, and the discomfort it brings
Should I cry? Should I whine?
For am not sure how long I have gone
Is it three? Is it four?
Only time will have to tell
For nine is still a long way to go
Should I cry? Should I rejoice?
For the decision I made I stand.
My soul is still intact I believe
Ripping it again I couldn't afford
For denying a life is too inhumane to bear
Should I cry? Should I rejoice?
For the joy after nine is worth the pain.
Jul 9, 2020
Jul 9, 2020 at 6:22 AM UTC
The troubles alone I feel, the victory together we share
For only one can feel the pain, and the discomfort it brings
Should I cry? Should I whine?
For am not sure how long I have gone
Is it three? Is it four?
Only time will have to tell
For nine is still a long way to go
Should I cry? Should I rejoice?
For the decision I made I stand.
My soul is still intact I believe
Ripping it again I couldn't afford
For denying a life is too inhumane to bear
Should I cry? Should I rejoice?
For the joy after nine is worth the pain.
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