When I was a young one, and youth my bride
I swam in the sea, afloat was my stride.
Bathéd in sunlight, and dewy with pride,
I n’er knew sadness, and never did cry.
The years passed like water and change took hold,
I turned grey and shy where I once was bold.
And sadness reignéd, my heart did turn cold
But this I kept inside, no one I told.
I war with the darkness
And fight being heartless
I fracture so am part-less
I struggle yet still, for this is my path,
To hold back the tears and tender the laugh.
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