You say I plucked your heart

Right from underhand

You think taht him leaving

Is just for me

Taking him

But if you examined your life

And searched to understand

You would see

If not for me

Another would have

Given him

The final reason

To escape

With dignity in hand

Because all those times

You play

It takes a toll

On a man

Shakes the trust

Makes a relationship thin

By

Calder Wolfe