Final Whistle
¶ 1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Like a knife through the heart
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(And louder than it should be
Under the circumstances)
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The final whistle.
The team sinks to the pitch
Relegated .
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The fans stand ,quietly pick up hats and coats and head for home
The long walk down the steps of the terrace
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No more hats
No more coats
No more homes
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