Eyes like a leaky faucet...
Drip drop drip drop
One by one the droplets fall.
You, with your hands,
Full of pain and degradation,
Turn, turn her faucets handle
And smile watching the water pour.
Her soiled face watches
You turn away with no regrets.
The words she longs...
To hear, stuck behind your lips.
Little do you see
How your denial of praise
Is making her,
So much stronger than before!
Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 11:19 PM UTC
Eyes like a leaky faucet...
Drip drop drip drop
One by one the droplets fall.
You, with your hands,
Full of pain and degradation,
Turn, turn her faucets handle
And smile watching the water pour.
Her soiled face watches
You turn away with no regrets.
The words she longs...
To hear, stuck behind your lips.
Little do you see
How your denial of praise
Is making her,
So much stronger than before!
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