I can't be the love
Your father never
Showed you
I can't be the pride
Your mother never
Shows
I can't fill the void
Your addictions have
Caused you
I can't heal the wounds
Your affliction has
Born
These are parts I can't play
In our fairytale
No I can't put those
Shards of glass
Back together again
All I can give, is a hand to hold on to
And a forever after
That awaits beyond pain.
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Author:
Edthepoet (
Offline) - Published: May 13th, 2017 14:28
- Category: Love
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Comments2
All you can do is be there and wait, all will be well.
BEAUTIFUL. 😍
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