I remember how you wrap and made me felt
the comfort of my grandpa blue blanketgave me my pink ugly doll so i could fall
in sleep , remember how i was trying to figure out
our monologue , during the night was wondering
next dialogue but it wore always such a struggle
finding the next sentence until you help me with the text
convisedence , i think not
how you become my makeup artist , stylist basically everything on my wishlist
when you whip me ass i wore like this guy is a badass
and i fell out of my wheelchair into your care and you pick me up like a au pair
the intimacy of living in the retirement but you made me felt heaven , sent
i remember how i watch your eyes like it wore television
how you watch mine and tried to figure out my condition
yeah you left a mark at my broken heart and i recall we ran the wall
how the first impression of me wore how you pick me up from the floor
i felt so awkward in yours arms but then i realize you wore an badass , nurse
thinking life could be so much worse
did you knew you i begin to go church because of that almighty touch
yeah i remember you look and how i run with it
made you a character in my blog , yeah you draw scars around my heart
how you thought i needed to go hospital but i never wanted to leave these environment
the retirement , who grew on me like a flower and i can never shower you with enough
words , yeah i like how you slide in my world so unexpected - it felt like a house of madness
magic , full of panic but i kinda born into,it and grown to love it . i hate the isolation with an condition
that people dont like really like hang with people like me , even if disable or invisible
never diss a person with a disability because you never knew what they cable
of
and everyone knows a people who gone through shit wear gloves off
manage go through life with smile and comeback , even if takes some time
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