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Helpers and kindness and rescues of hope
our hearts can't withstand the pain
These people, this place, all are scars
on the psyche of our brains.
Instead of scars, we should now have
these tattered wings of hope
one day at a time, one breath at a time,
preventing the snap of a rope.
You wouldn't imagine these things that kill,
these tiny little knives,
but you can't see inside our our souls
inside we always die.
our hearts can't withstand the pain
These people, this place, all are scars
on the psyche of our brains.
Instead of scars, we should now have
these tattered wings of hope
one day at a time, one breath at a time,
preventing the snap of a rope.
You wouldn't imagine these things that kill,
these tiny little knives,
but you can't see inside our our souls
inside we always die.
