The promises we make
and break
all in the same breath
I'm scared to death
and he falls gently to the ground
without a sound
and I cannot see
why He means it to be
this way...
So stay
or go
I don't know
if I'll make it through
the blueness
of this night
The fight takes all I have and will be
I can't fight it anymore
by Hilary D'Elia
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