Slipped through the fingers

Piece after piece I gave it away

When I didn’t know I was

When I did it willingly

When I was driven by it

When I felt I hadn’t much left

When it felt it was forever

When I feared it was just a moment

Against my better judgment

Against common sense

Against all odds

Through pain

Through storms, fogs and from miles and miles away

Now I can tell I don’t have any left in me

 

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