Bless The Cracks
let’s raise our glasses
for
rejected love
bad memories
and the failures
from years ago
if not for them
we wouldn’t know
how to fix
the cracks
how to drag
one foot
in front of
the other
while our legs
hurt
like hell
and cherish
everything
that helped us
along
the way
bless
the bad luck
bless
our cracks
cause we learned
how to
walk
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