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Grateful for every day
yet selfishly not sure
whether tomorrow really matters
or not any more
some of the sweetest things
taste so bitter
sweet and bitter
grateful for every day
A soft hand reaches out
you can’t quite reach it
a blade slices down
to cut cut cut
kill off that chance
comfort in pain
tomorrow we do it
over again
Grateful for every day
poor or pay
so little to say
another new day
whatever to say
Loved to the core
held oh so tight
it’s never enough
to challenge life’s fight
yet around the sphere turns
turn baby turn
around it shall turn
the burn
Grateful for every day