Don’t let go, don’t let go. What was once yours, slipping ever so slowly.
Lost focus. Carelessness. Pride.
Tighten your grip, C’mon, before it’s too late. Don’t let go.
Stop standing idle, take control, tighten your grip.
For God’s sake, DO NOT LET GO.
That’s what happens. Juggling the unnecessary and humoring the needless.
Softening your grip.
Now too late, losing all control.
A once bolstering man, reduced to nothing.
Sweaty hands.. Just Don’t let go. Don’t let her go.
How did this happen..
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