Paradox
I told him my worries,
and so he wiped my tears.
He picked me up
just so he could break me himself.
Now, there's no source of comfort,
for my shelter became the rain.
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I told him my worries,
and so he wiped my tears.
He picked me up
just so he could break me himself.
Now, there's no source of comfort,
for my shelter became the rain.
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