Hard Love

by Sheri   Jan 19, 2007


I stare at your crooked face
You tell me Im out of place
That Im always stepping out of line

I hear you chuckle
Unclip your buckle
I know now that youre having a good time

You finally leave
Which I'm happy too see
I pray that you never come back

If you do
I know this is true
I'll get some more violent slaps

I would never ask what I would do to make you as angry as a bear
But sometimes I wonder how much you love me
If you ever have cared

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