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All things go

Your fists will never be enough

Bloodied knuckles and jumbled thoughts

You looked for something and lost yourself

But you were right there, you swear, you were there, standing

Everything’s too fast and you’re too slow now

Not quite old, not quite, just in that dark space inbetween

Where nothing makes much sense

Just one more fight, you think, one more fight and then you’ll rest

But there’s no rest to be had unless you’re dead, so one become two

And two never quite work out, and death seems somehow kinder

What was it they said? All things go, this shall pass too

Still you remain, lonely yet not alone, a hunched shadow

You remember what could have been, who you said you’ll become

But all things go, you know, all things go


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