Brknhrt
Before an end
Comes a start
Before I bend
I had to stand
Shed a tear
And I'll wipe it
Chase my fear
'cause I dislike it
We are brokenhearted
Like jars of clay
And I'm silver coated
With bars of grey
Copyright © Arum Dusu | Year Posted 2018
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