The Repair.

by Matthew Guitor   Jul 21, 2005


Under my pride,
That’s where I reside.
Within my soul,
There is a gaping hole.
Under my skin,
That’s where you’ve been. (Said Bin)
In my heart,
There’s a monster ripping me apart.

You gave me pride,
So I could hide.
Within my soul,
You’re patching the hole.
Under my skin,
I let you in.
In my heart,
Is my love for you till the end and from the start.

I love you Jessica.

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