Cut Me
i cut you from the womb
oh! I love you
i cut when i see you smile
oh! i love you
i cut that little child
within me
oh, i cut & cut
who is the One who can
love all things created
by Him? And the sickness
that's in me is a kiss
all within a thing
we all call Death
:: 02-13-2016 ::
Copyright © Ernest Robles | Year Posted 2016
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