Hands
I can't believe you hurt me with those hands,
knowing that they were the same ones you've held me in.
You caressed my face and said I love you too,
I grabbed your hand and said tell me again.
Two years have gone by and there's something I have to say,
You're gonna be a father oh I can't wait for the day.
I'm now 4 months and my belly is growing,
You rubbed my belly with those hands,
And I let you without knowing,
Tears pouring down my face like rain,
Oh God please help me I'm in pain,
Not in labor, haven't fell down
the man that I loved has pushed me down.
With those hands you held me in
you rubbed my belly when our son was within
I've held your hand and said I love you
you've held my hand and said tell me again.
I see hands often so small and sweet,
they are the hands of my 2 angels oh how bittersweet.
Those little hands reach for joy,
Oh here they come a little girl and boy,
They grab my hands and say mom I love you,
I hold their hands and say TELL ME AGAIN.
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