The story
He stands tall, but the silence gives him away.
He wears pride like a clean shirt and keeps his back straight when the room turns to look. The words stay locked behind his teeth, even as the empty space beside him makes the loss plain. He holds his ground one more minute, but the crack is already there.
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Lyrics
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