My Word Is a Promise
Don't turn your face away ..
I have nothing but this heart,
If you wish,strike it with your brink' sword!
From my heart and soul;blessings.
My word is a promise
Do not contain may be, or perhaps.
Strike! What my body but a carrying mine
My liver but a mine of mercy
My lap but a mine of gratitude
My heart, but a mine of thanks and appreciation
So!oh my wrench ;
make my head, your throne and
tighten me to thee, like the dress
tighten tightly to chest.
Copyright © Fatima Nusairat | Year Posted 2015
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