He was trying to keep it together and tight
Because it did not look like a very good sight
He was praying with all his power and might
But losing his strength when it didn't turn right
I an attempt to chase his fears and fright
He tried to imagine his future as bright
And so as not to lose his plight
He took time to recite and fight
He was just trying to keep it together and tight.
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Behind The Sun
PoetryThe sunset must be felt, not seen. For we could have never known what could have been. 👑mèmamamé
