Beauty Makes Me Fall
No need for material gain
Yet again I feel your pain
Why are so afraid
To hold the love grenade
Falling victim the explosion
Weathered and succumbing to erosion
I may not be the one who holds it all
Through your beauty I fall
Copyright © Eric Oakley | Year Posted 2016
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