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Make this Count

You’re just about the only person I’ve ever talked to

About these things that are holding me down

You’ve witnessed all the furniture and walls that I walk through

To take me just as far as I can get from this crowd


I’ve been crawling through the days

Bound down by disarray

I won’t be shamed or damned

I’ll make this count, again


The rhythm and the rhyme of this climb that I dance to

Beats low to stir the soul

And everything I do I still continue to thank you

For stretching out a smile to break my fall


I’ve been crawling through the days

Bound down by disarray

I won’t be shamed or damned

I’ll make this count, again


Silence hides a futile truth

Behind the lies that fracture me and you

Resolve to solve this mystery

Face it, I won’t, slide into repeat


I’ve been crawling through the days

Bound down by disarray

I won’t be shamed or damned

I’ll make this count, again



10th March 2021

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