In Dependence


South Africa

I’d let my beauty melt away

If only I could convey

That no matter what I do

I still need you.


You must think me a fool,

For those lips can be wicked and cruel.

And when I finally reach out,

You only give me doubt.


After being alone,

I feel I can finally stand on my own.

I won’t lie, for it’s true

That I sometimes still need you. 


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