The Choice
The Choice
My head is reeling
my heart is pounding
I just can't seem to think
but neither of them see
I hold this power in my hand
I bear this weight upon my back
who am I to kill a man?
who am I to crush a heart?
but no matter who I choose...
no matter who departs...
we shall not stay the same...
3 broken hearts remain
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