Chapter 522
Help Me
There may be times
When we think we are strong
To be sung our own song
Will show we thought wrong
We may be bold
We can roar like thunder
But when we blunder
It exposes us to plunder
When we grow closer
We still keep a distance
We fear to lose our resistance
Which may threaten our existence
Life itself has many pieces
It can be a confusing puzzle
If we try to nuzzle
We may soon get a muzzle
Love is more than
A matter of degree
Hear my story heed my plea
I ask that you please help me
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