made this for my brother and his gf
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Though my hands are rough.
I still love you.
As if my heart is coated in the oil from the cars I work on.
It's hard to love you.
I've been taught to never let the suspension snap, and to always watch and change your oil.
But,
You've wiped away the black sludge that coats me.
I cannot ignore the fuel light any longer.
I will always love you.
Though I'm busy with the cars that race through my mind.
I don't forget you.
As if I had the most expensive Tesla, Lambo, or Corvette,
It'll always be you.
And even though I can't fix myself.
You have.
YOU ARE READING
the poems from the heart.
Poesíai write from the heart, words spill out as i type mindlessly, i love to write, and if you're like me, or even not at all. enjoy the words i share, and find love in mine.
