It gets tough and messy,
she wants you to stick around.
If you love.
You check in,
see how she is holding up.
If you love.
You give her all you got,
you carry her load.
If you love.
I got trapped in hell,
asked you not to bail.
You took the easy way out.
Love does not run.
I guess it was not love.
Friday, October 28, 2011
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