Don’t Take Away What We Had

My dearest friend

Take my flag
Take my home
My mother tongue

Take my bag
Take my phone
Where it all went wrong

Take my stock
Take my gold
To the devil’s den

Take my porn
Take my soul
Till I’m born again

But don’t take away what we had
Don’t take away what we had

Take my cells
Take my bones
My cancerous lumps

Take my words
Take my poems
To the nearest dump

Take my love
Take my heart
For what it’s worth

On the day I die
Take my date of birth
Wipe it off from the face of the earth

But don’t take away what we had
Don’t take away what we had

My dearest friend
I’ve known you for so long
Here till the end
I will be from now on
Just hold my hand
In the middle of the storm
In the middle of the storm

Take my pride
Take my ride
Where the sun once shone

Take my fears
Take my tears
Make them your own

Take my lowest
Take my deepest
Manly voice

Take my chances
Take my fences
It’s your choice

But don’t take away what we had
Don’t take away what we had

©Emmanuel Fritsch 2022 [First year of presentation to the public]. All copyrights of this text are reserved. Unless authorized, any use of it other than individual and private consultation is prohibited.


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