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So at his house
The kids couldn’t play
Cuz the parents caught up
In the stress and the drama
So he learned to plant seeds
In the cracks of his heart
As he grew these fruits from his trauma
Because all the vicious trouble
Taught him to be a gardener
Passed back to the forth
And forth to the back
Had to put in the work
Just to get the harvest so
Before it would get good
It woulda get harder
And so his sword was abandonment
And solitude was his armor
As he had to learn
To be an alpha
Without the guidance
Of his father

And so he was like a child
When he met her
Treated her
Like the mother
That he never had in his life
And for a time
She became his wife
But neither role
Where for her soul
And like before
He had no control
He was stuck way down
Down in a hole
For him to level up
He had to let her go