Mon Cher
Mon cher, my dear, the one I hold
The one whose love is always shown
But my arms are weak and yours are strong
And more often than not, I am wrong
So it goes the other way
And often like that it will stay
Because I know within my heart
That I've had a horrible start
You hold me in your gentle arms
And show me all your love
While I sit by idly
Unable to see what I'm capable of
I wish that I could give you all that you deserve
As I know that your love I have not earned
You say that I deserve better, but I know better than that
You are the only person who would love this feral cat
I have been unble to show that my words are true
Every time that I say "I love you"
I know that all I cause is pain
But with you I wish to stay
So won't you keep me in your arms
That we'll never be apart
Because despite my weakness here
You are the one who I hold dear
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