Her Pain
I can see those words written behind your eyes pleading for sorrow.
The look on your face is begging for forgiveness.
Every tear that has ever rolled down those beautiful cheeks of yours, has been wrongfully torn from the bottom of your weary heart.
You care for someone who cares too little.
I can tell you feel as though you're in too deep but I can help.
So grab my hand and let me reclaim this diamond from the rough.
Copyright © Anthony Johnson | Year Posted 2016
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