Sunday, October 05, 2025

Sentimental Son

If there was just one soul

You knew that you could save

By digging your own hole

Would your choice be grave,

Could you make that sacrifice?

I think I’d choose to pay the price


And simply take my leave

The world would’ve survived

If she never did conceive

Perhaps she would have thrived,

But since the past can’t be undone

I'm just a sentimental son.


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