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At the end of the day 

My burden.... still heavy never fades

I can't just walk away

 

It's easy to count all I have to be grateful for

Those things that should bring me comfort 

On bended knee I give thanks and not ask for more

 

We fought the fight

Playing the game

Did it both day and night

 

On me those people depend

I walked with them as the blood ran

Some I even called friend

 

At the end of the day

When all else has gone from me

My burden still weighing me down

 

All my focus is on what pains 

Trained how to get through the day

Still don't know how to make it right 

 

Another night without sleep

Images flash in my mind 

A reminder of the ones I failed

 

How

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The Ones I've Failed?

I ponder the one's I helped, and sleep great! ~allets~



~(:D)-

 

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