Breathe.
Inhale deeply.
Please don't think
about those things
that make you sick.
And in the light
wounds that ache
never seem
so hard to take.
I know I'm
no shining star
of virtue
or brilliance,
but if I could
shake these chains
and bear
all burdens for you...
There's something that I wanted to tell you.
There's something that I needed to hear.
It's something I haven't said for a while.
But not 'til I'm better.
Not 'til you're better.
Not 'til I'm better.
Until we're both better
I'll stutter so sickly.
And if these words
reach your ears,
you should know
there's nothing to fear.
And if I preach
when I speak,
my voice will be full
of your harmonies.
And if you cry
out in pain,
my arms will hold you
and soothe you.
And If I fall
in love,
your smile will be enough.
There's something that I wanted to tell you.
There's something that I needed to hear.
It's something I haven't said for a while.
But not 'til I'm better.
Not 'til you're better.
Not 'til I'm better.
Until we're both better
I'll stutter so sickly.

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