Hers That Is Mine
You are a mystery, an impression on depression
You help me fight against any type of regression
So you are my saviour, one I owe a great favour
You help easy this misery and life's bland flavour
You are a promise of future with burning sunshine
You are a warning that everything might not be fine
Yet in your arms I can lay and I know no hell will pay
Because you are my safe house and I know I'll be okay
I listen with great intent as the rain caresses the glass
Playing with my thoughts as it drowns the trodden grass
These four walls shield my heart and I know that I am here
Even if I don't know where here is, I'm home because you're near
So I'll keep searching for a little more excitement out there
And pretend that I don't want to know, I don't care
Because even though you protect me throughout the day
You go back to that house so you and she can play
So I apologise beforehand because you do seem content
Holding her in your arms like she belongs, it's time to repent
Did you forget that you are mine, what a preposterous mistake!
But don't worry we will be together after I dispose of the fake
poem by Rebecca Pepper
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