Author | Message |
My Only Daughter, My Only Son. (Open to criticism/interperetation) What have you become?
My only daughter, my only son Just who do you think you harm? Breaking away from these arms Where will you go, where will you be? If you find your way without me I will catch you when you fall But must you run from it all? Don't rub me out of memory I love you as if you were all that could ever be My only daughter, my only son What have you done? Feeble you are when you try to break the very fabric from which you are made It's hard out there but, you dont have to be Insistant upon bieng without me My only daughter, my only son How will you ever truly love? You will grasp infatuation at its very core But you will never learn elswhere How to gain much more How will you know what uncondition is? There are no examples without influence My only daughter, my only son You seem well, what have you become? A person held in great esteem Amongst your peers And without me And so now you may never see The need you have for you with me. The spouse with whom you infatuate The children with whom you commiserate They need more than your empathy They need you, and you need me. My only daughter, my only son. I will be here when you come undone. --Dezi OCT 2006 and the first thing Ive written in like 3 years... No matter the ©️, Paisley Park "official can never ™️ . He gave that to us verbally on Oprah in 1996. You can't take away from us, corporate. I mean O ( + > | |
- E-mail - orgNote - Report post to moderator |
I like this | |
- E-mail - orgNote - Report post to moderator |