The Mightier Helper

I gave you lemons

You made lemonade

Your love was given

Sang me serenades

I craved the sour taste

The allure of the white flag

Let our trust go to waste

While you carried my bag

You were always without sin

Now you’re departed and mad

For too long  a time I gave in

Made your good seem so bad

I won’t pretend I’m not weak

I made a stronger star

Turned cold, lonely and bleak

So I deserve to feel lost and far

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