You're to nice,
You're to kind
You should not let them cross that line.
Your spread to thin, stretched across all those people who take to much from
You.
You give
Your all but don't receive anyting that could compensate, for all the mistakes
You've help to right, the broken people
You've brought back to life, the many things
You take upon
yourself would drag down the strongest of men and yet
You give,
Your everything, to everyone. So, how could it ask for a piece, of
Your heart or being, would that not be too
selfish of me? and if I asked
You to stop
Your work and if
You agreed, well that would just be greed and I don't think
You would ever forgive me. So, for now I will say, that when
You are old and grey, worked to the bone and castaway,
I will still be giving
You my all.
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Nonsensical poems, extreme caution suggested
PoetryMy humor, my rhythms, spelling errors and an abundance of commas instead of proper punctuation. Recommend not reading if you dislike lazy rhythms, bad puns, messy words, angst, loopy-ness, love Songs. If that didn't scare you away, please do not Co...
