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Jul 2017
A card is sent through the post
it has been sealed with a loving kiss
there are a million butterflies in his hand
that image I would not need to miss;
Onemillion butterflies would not fit in my palm
I would imagine all that would do is wriggle
It would be an impossible situation for me
because I know that all I could do is giggle.
I take nothing so seriously not even the love
loving you was easy back then but now it is not
Complications have hit the melting *** and boiled over
I think I need a bigger and a stronger ***.
It is hard work listening to you now; I dont want to try
because all that you think about is yourself and that is tough
If I sit it out all night long then I know I would cry
and the situation would go from worse to rough.
t would not be so bad if you believed in what I said
Yet you cant bear to not have me around
You turn vent your anger in everything I do
but in your temper and your anger I drowned.
There is no longer a me, I do not exist
i am but a shadow on the new page
I would like to be the sunshine and Im working on that
which would make a change and drown out your rage.
Live long, have fun, take care and all the rest
Do not kiss my fingers any more they are not your
I wish you  a good life, take care and all the best.
Written by
cheryl love
148
     Sally A Bayan and Mary Winslow
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