when they take me down
I pretend it’s still April
on account of the pouring rain
tamping down my inner thoughts
thinking of huddling in the dark
when they take me down
I imagine I’ll be fighting all the way
calling on gods for yet another chance
should the world forget my name
may two thousand eighteen
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I reckon you’ll be around, to tell them for yourself, for a while yet.
oh boy I sure hope so xo