It's Not Worth Fighting
Your tongue, it’s sharpened like a razor
It cuts so deep upon each blow
The verbal onslaught of destruction
Is something you will never know
For retaliation is not the answer
I will not lower myself to you
Continue on, if it’s your liking
But I will stand, so strong and true
When you’re done and lips are tired
I will then just walk away
To give you time to come to senses
In hopes that it will save the day
And if you come to say you’re sorry
I will not turn my back to you
Nor will I try to strike in anger
For I still hold our love as true
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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