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Retake Care of You

Son something's gnawing from the north and south I feel it pierce my skin Something’s brewing from the west side I have no places now left to hide Something's rising from the east side I need to fix my whittled pride I need to prove I’m better. Son please be there on your best side I need to be there on the beside you. Son I say this to you now as tomorrow I could die To bring you up proper, I really really tried My scornful scathing selfishness left my mark, you wear its toll So loving and such trusting eyes that petrified my soul. Defenseless to a crack when playing you were only Low my eyes in shame I’ve made you think so lonely. Son please be there on your best side I need to be there on the beside you. Son, young and stupid I stole that claim All the while you played with humour just to try and ease your pain My twisted ways of motherhoodlum held you up and still it makes you pay Much more that only you will know, only you will never say. Son I am sorry and so sorrowful I searches to retake care of you I yearn for your belief in me I wish for you to know Son I longs to retake care of you You know my love can cut through bone. Son please be there on your best side I need to be there on the beside you.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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