неделя, 29 юни 2025 г.

Too late

 When you are too late

And when I am too far gone

When I am bound to sip poison in my blood 

Every day

And when I can`t do anything about it

And when I smile and nod in front of 

The people who did this to me

I can`t fight it alone

God is with me

I suppose

And keeps me alive 

I am who I am

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