Irrelevance

Warm and tender
Unlike thunder
And stormy weather
Such a blunder

She is a mender
Mending everything to me

Cold and hurtful
Just like a tick
Makes you spiteful
Makes you sick

Emotions starved and scarred
In overwhelming sin

Parabolic
Undermining
Sickened through
The thoughts of sin (just)
Swaying steady
Back and forth
Forever changing (What is me, I'm)
Full of spite
Yet full of love
And full of everything for her


(She is)
Warm and tender
Cold and hurtful
Unlike thunder
(But) Still a tick
(She) still holds sway
(Swinging) back and forth

Full of spite
And full of love
(Just) full of everything for her

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