In Praise Of Emotional Weapons

I saved up a little today
Because I know I’ll need it
I was sad a moment today, when I had no right to be
Because I need something for later
I know a moment will come when I’m weak
When the nostalgia gun pushes against my lips
But I’ll open the one happy moment I saved today
And live to see tomorrow.

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