I know you're with me tonight.
even though my thoughts race
and as sure as the grass will grow
so will I.
once tangled, twice burned into the ground
three more times, I'll come around.
No more selfish than humbled,
the will to be crumbled
without pain or inclusion
of sadness, dilution
I'll walk the line until the line
she grows faded.
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i can't stop laughing at tuffy's comment.