Your mouth it opens up
And it steals everything from me
She will run and cry
And I'll be left to cower,
He will run away
And maybe that's what I want
She's got a place she says,
She says that I could stay
I want to leave so bad,
She will take everything
Away
She will run and cry
Left alone to cower,
He will run and hide
And I will take her power
I will hold her power
For now they cry,
I can only cower
Here it comes again
Could I even write if I tried?
Well here it comes again
And it's something I need
Here she comes again
With her strong hand
And I'll fall
I'll fall
But only to you
And here it comes again
Maybe it's time
I could learn to write
Again,
And I can learn to draw
Yeah I could learn to draw
And I can learn to cry
Maybe I'll learn to cry
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Zenith - A Book Of Poetry
PoetryA book of devoid poems. There isn't much to explain, or describe. I wrote My Dark Friend- A Book of Poems which I had to end do to my issue of writing too much, so this is kind of part 2.