My calloused hands caress your face
How you loved me, back in the day
Strong hands that built what you desired
Are feeble now, so bruised and tired
My gnarled fingers, stroke your hair
How it burns me, your loveless stare
My shackled wrists were bound by love
Are unlocked now, I’ve had enough
Clenched fists that yearn to hurt and maim
Turn white in anger, can’t explain
My palms they sweat, when you are near
Another fight will come, I fear
My fists through walls and doors and glass
Unleash my anger, cover my ass
Vicious, vindictive, I can be
Is it so hard just to love me?
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