Bled in Crocodile Waters
He rose with the sun and packed his soul,Box by box, goal by goal.Five long hours behind the wheel,Every turn a prayer, every mile surreal. He sweat blood under the weight of goodbye,But not once did he pause to cry.For what’s a little pain, a little delay,When your heart is finally on its way? He […]
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