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By wordley Date: 2003 Apr 30 Comment on this Work [[2003.04.30.12.05.3436]] |
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Trust me, I know, It's a hard thing to do When those men have done so much damage to you Trust me, I know, it's a hard thing to bare But know that THIS man will always be there I know they abused all the love that you had Took everything, said serves you right, were so bad But now, with a wisdom born of experience, you see The heart that beats inside of me, No desire to get inside you knickers The flame of love inside me flickers And bursts into a flare of intense illumination Your heart, its final destination To rebuild its shattered fabrication, Love is the balm to ensure medication Through the veins of trust this cure will flow And, in a while, your senses will know The reason that this repair holds tight You know, in your heart, that I am right And you can rest safe, lest we see A return to the hostilities But no, this man will shield you now Away from the front line, telling you how This love I give will trust you to Keep it safe your whole life through To Leah |