I’ve held you too long

My little helpless seed

I’ve jailed you in my hand

For my own selfish treat

Not thinking of your needs

To breathe and grow tall

So afraid you’ve become

Of the world before you

Unwilling to budge

From the warmth of my palm

What a fate you’ve been dealt

At the hands of greedy love

So from here I free you

Buried beneath my tears

The nutrient to your soul

Don’t hold back now

For the next time we meet

Your life will be complete

the_seed_by_paweljonca

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