If I am frightened then I can hide it If I am crying, I’ll call it laughter
If I am haunted, I’ll call it my imaginary friend
If I am bleeding, I’ll call it my wine
But if you leave me then I am broken
And if I’m broken then only death remains
If I am drifting, then I can fight it If I am sinking, no-one will know it If I am blinded I’ll have my voices still to guide me If they yet fled away I’d bless the silence

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