Confession

"Take these guitar strings
They call my vains
Burn them down
Every single thing"
I wrote my songs
About you and me
Lost in their rhythm
For eternity
I must confess
To you
And to myself
I am in a mess, without you
but NO
I am a warrior
Am a man
Shaped by time and plans
That I haven’t planned
Sorry, but as you endure
I can
I am
Am sure
A lover not a foe
I am a warrior
And you are too
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