Hold my Hand



Not judging a book by its cover we are all affected in different ways by experiences

Hold my hand

Take time to understand

I wasn't born this way

Full of dismay


My life has been of sorrow

Not with words of good morrow

I've lost ones I've loved

Taken from me above


Lied to, deceived

Just plain grieved

My trust just plainly abused

My heart has been bruised


I've lost my way

Please stay

Hold my hand

Try to understand

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