I love everything about you that hurts
Though I'm cornered by the words I say / You're telling me to speak
Monday, February 14, 2011
Wooden pews and floors respond
You pity me.
But know this:
Every time I creak because I'm being stepped on,
Every time I sag because I'm being sat on,
I'm doing more good
Than you ever will.
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