If you let it in it'll live,
If you shut it out it’ll wither,
Come now come hither,
Be a little open to love.
I know they bruised you,
Tainted your pure ways,
But they’re not me,
And I surely ain’t he.
Soft as the spring,
My love is showering,
Down upon you I come,
But I need you open.
Open for me,
Let daddy in,
Let me live,
By Badilisho
http://ibwriting.blogspot.com
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