Guess Who
You were rough and cold
But you licked my wounds dry
Never once I walked away
But you still said goodbye
If you needed something
Only then would you try
When there was something I needed
You said in reply
"I'll get it tomorrow! Promise!"
Or
"Without it, you won't die."
You shamed my questions
So I stopped asking why
But it turns out
That night
When I made you
A grown man
Cry
I knew I'd won
So I said back
What you'd so many times said to me
"Lay down
Die."
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