You held my hand in your hand <br />You held my lip in your teeth <br />You held my heart on your sleeve <br />But you held them away from me <br /> <br />You hoped for the worst <br />You got what you deserved <br />Leaning in to kiss your hopes instead of me <br />Holding on to them for dear life <br />Like letting go means you're gonna die <br /> <br />Those hopes you're still holding onto <br />Look an awful lot like doubt <br />They're turning into fear <br />But don't fear me now <br />Let go of them, I promise you won't die <br />Life always gets better when you promise a lie <br /> <br />These lies have never tasted so sweet <br />As when you taste them from me <br />But all lies, even mine, will never be true <br />I held your hand in my hand <br />I held your lip in my teeth <br />I held your heart on my sleeve <br />And they're all staying with me<br /><br />Lora Cooley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/damaged-goods-6/
