To Whom It May Concern



To those we love
Who hurt us so
Your dangerous eyes
of yet don't know
How much power
For so much pain
you hold in your hands

And so I remain

My heart is young
And still unbroken
But you don't seek
to leave it so
You love my pain
As your prize token
to water and weed
and watch it grow

But I love you still
through it all
Even though you'll never know
When, If ever,
You'll love me
So?

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