Neglected Glove
Oh, what to do, don't let me go
But if I let you go-
How will you ever know?
That it wash't a lack of feeling
It wasn't a lack of love
My insides are now reeling
I'm sorry, but it's my choice
I have to let you go
Please just listen to my voice
It's not a lack of feeling
It's not a lack of love
i can no longer trust my insides
So i hide in this neglected glove
Copyright © J. Dover | Year Posted 2012
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