the love of my life
drove me off of a wall,
but my body was broken
ere i began to fall.
so here stands a shard
of the person who was,
will you take my hand and pull me above?
in my fall from grace,
i stumbled a bit,
and looked down this path
but couldn't see shit.
so now i am walking
into the night,
will you stay with me always, though my head isn't right?
(i keep on using the word "shit." hmm...)
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