Digging deep in the archives of my poems. Through it all, I found this. Going old… Feb 2004.

Through It All

Through the blood and tears
Through the shots and beers
Through the drugs and pills
Through the shakes and chills
Through the loneliness and heartache
Through each mistake
I’m still here…

by Matthew Henrickson

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