The eyes that taught you love
Will also teach you pain
The ears that listen to you problems
Will corrupt your brain
The mouth you shared passion with
Will use words to tear you down
And sometimes the hands that loved you
Will push you to the ground
But fret you not from your path
Its hither that you blossom and grow
For the sound of your name called
From his lips only then you will know
His deception and lies
Are not your worry
But rather how you handle it
And how quickly you scurry
He could cut you down a thousand times
But yet you will always crawl to him
He is your home and warmth
He is your fire within
Apr 20, 2019
Apr 20, 2019 at 9:54 PM UTC
The eyes that taught you love
Will also teach you pain
The ears that listen to you problems
Will corrupt your brain
The mouth you shared passion with
Will use words to tear you down
And sometimes the hands that loved you
Will push you to the ground
But fret you not from your path
Its hither that you blossom and grow
For the sound of your name called
From his lips only then you will know
His deception and lies
Are not your worry
But rather how you handle it
And how quickly you scurry
He could cut you down a thousand times
But yet you will always crawl to him
He is your home and warmth
He is your fire within
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