Thoughts of you cradle in my body, wither in my mind
I had more I hoped to say to you, if I had only found the time
Though they would never be nice things, that I would whisper in your ear
I am not the one who hurt you, you never lived in fear
Your blood hadn't birthed an enemy, your choices did the worst
And still I find myself hoping you well, to me you've always been the first
(a blur to my father)
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To Touch My Mind
PoesíaTo touch my mind is a work in progress, an exploration of thoughts and feelings as a person tries to grow. Take what applies, leave what doesn't.
