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We must be more careful with each other |
I love you more than life itself I wish to place you on a shelf Away from pain, from hurt, from lies Away from what makes you sad inside I am so afraid that you will break That extra care with you I take But before too long my grasp may slip And in this life you stumble and trip And now I wonder if it’s my fault If I let you be, would ever you fall? My intent was not to hurt you more For you are the one that I adore So now I see I cannot protect you I cannot hide, nor correct you I can only watch as time goes by For I make things worse if ever I try But in the end it’s not so bad And my anxious thoughts turn into glad For none of us come out unscathed For the stuff we are made of is human clay |