Javert

“I kinda feel”
the beginnings of arguments too often start off that way
well fuck how I feel
it’s a bad gauge of realness
and I would like love where facts are in play

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can You honestly confess that You remember me
with all of the other lovers that You see?
But oh my God, if I hold on, will I be one You keep?

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Oh, mercy me, when You hold me it’s knee jerk
You require that “no work is due”
How can it be?
Is there room in Your home for a man that feels prone to fall through

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can you honestly expect me to confess that we’re a good fit,
or I’m worth the work it takes
But oh my God, if You hold on, 
You will find I’m glad You stayed