GET BACK UP AGAIN
STAND UP STRONGER THAN YOU EVER HAVE BEEN
if these whispers suddenly catch up to me
where and what will i be?
surely i'm no longer on trial
surely i'm done trying to be something
because i am nothing
to come back is to risk everything
and nothing at the same time
with nothing to lose
how can i not be brave?
HE SHOOTS HE SCORES HE CRIES HE DIES
HE IS AND WILL AGAIN BE
here is the concrete, my friend
grind my soul into it and wait for summer
wait for gates to lift
the birds sing my song of revival
these birds sing just for me now
fucking beauty stuck in my head
DEAF and DEAD / left with bread
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