Mind First

He placed his palms on my shoulders,

And curled around my lung,

I gave him the power to destroy me,

All while we were young.

 

He cradled my heart,

And clasped my wrist,

But I should have seen the clues and signs,

Of all the lies I had missed.

 

If he really loved me,

His hands would be on my mind,

Not my body.

 

He didn’t love me enough,

To get to know me first,

And to think I thought it was love,

And all his lies unrehearsed.

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