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I just need a break. Just several days. Please.
Category Artwork (Digital) / All
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You're in danger of breaking.
The tide is running high
Your will is unwavering
But your body wants to cry
The cursed wave's upon you
And you're caught in undertow
Hold that breath all the tighter
For all that comes must go
A warrior who fights on
has surely come to know
that even within the fighting
one must marshal against their foe
To take respite when it comes
And brace for when it goes
Because the fighting is the hardest part
That they will ever know.
So take heed now my friend
When the darkest day doth rise;
The darkest day
The darkest night
The hellish curse of life
Is only as bad as you let it
So gather your friends close
And remember you are not alone
Your friends can be your boat
That boat can lead to safety
That boat can end the pain
That boat which rides upon the tides
Of tumultuous chaos and pain
So when it gets the darkest
And your will begins to wane
Take stock in friends
For what they're worth
Shall bring the light upon your pane
The tide is running high
Your will is unwavering
But your body wants to cry
The cursed wave's upon you
And you're caught in undertow
Hold that breath all the tighter
For all that comes must go
A warrior who fights on
has surely come to know
that even within the fighting
one must marshal against their foe
To take respite when it comes
And brace for when it goes
Because the fighting is the hardest part
That they will ever know.
So take heed now my friend
When the darkest day doth rise;
The darkest day
The darkest night
The hellish curse of life
Is only as bad as you let it
So gather your friends close
And remember you are not alone
Your friends can be your boat
That boat can lead to safety
That boat can end the pain
That boat which rides upon the tides
Of tumultuous chaos and pain
So when it gets the darkest
And your will begins to wane
Take stock in friends
For what they're worth
Shall bring the light upon your pane
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