True's p.o.v
Rolling on and through
A penny for my thoughts
Pain that I carry twenty four seven
Pain that you will never know, experience, or endure
Lingering around like a dead body
Echoes and signs of hope

True's p.o.v
Rolling on and through
A penny for my thoughts
Pain that I carry twenty four seven
Pain that you will never know, experience, or endure
Lingering around like a dead body
Echoes and signs of hope
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