Fiercely
I have loved so fiercely I
can stand a little hate
I have hurt so badly I am
stoic where I stand
I have left that thing so
longing
As I held it in my hand
I have heard the lonely
strings that made my head to sway
I have known things false and
true
As the night forsook the day
I know the Sting, but not how
it came to be
Always, and also never, from
It will I walk free.
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