You take from me
Keep shaking me
raking me through the coals
You gloat
I mope -
we reap what we sow..
It don’t matter to the world
It will keep spinning
Time will keep winning
No matter that you’ve changed
I may be delicate & sweet in all that you see..
But don’t misconstrue what you think you know
about me..
I will shine again
I will find my sun
I will find my feet and learn to run..
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