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Please try and compromise I say

Give and take relationship

I try to bend myself more

Dutifully falling forward

I stand tall for my children

I, I alone face this demon

He’s chewing my ear off

Is it ok to smack a thought away

Even when it carries roses

Twisted there in mittened  hands

Hollow there inside my chest

It used to cradle pumping heart

Now it pumps for mere survival

My roses gather nicely on the floor

I used to hold such promise

I lie and swear I’m fine again

I snap the pieced to fit together

We all need some manipulation

Tied up inside that regretting tunnel

Dark and gloomy path always starlit

You just have to see their faces

I only welcome tiny faces

Innocence is rare these days

I enjoy it for what it is

My last kiss was long ago

I can’t remember my first time

Compromise to be in reason

Merry Christmas is the season

Forward is the only way to breath

Truth is blue and sunny skies

Days of many twisted hurting lies

I am my own worst demon

Merry Christmas is this season