Make It Out
When you bleed is it red?
Or is it clear?
Close your eyes it's only tears.
Squeeze your grip,
Make it fast,
Think again this wont last.
Pain does end dont let go,
Hold on tight,
Stay strong you won this fight.
Thanks dear friends,
You came through,
I am changed I am new.
Copyright © Franklin Pozsonyi | Year Posted 2016
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