They may not be strong enough to pick you up n help you when they're done. But they can trip you n watch you fall outta luv as they run. Smiling like it's funny bcuz they've secretly been interacting with someone else elsewhere. N on contact the ground will awaken self to the instant pain that gives the heart a tare. In such a small package they can do so much damage just the way they can. As the man in the mirror questions himself of how emotions land. Changing facial expressions as if beat down by passions fading away. It's amazing that such a little person can transform how a fella moves so elusive with every new flame. Damn near dancing to avoid being burnt by hands so soft. As the face in his reflection is where the witness of himself is lost. Knowing there was a time in a prior time that he was more than willing to feel life on the upside of laughs. But since the tumbling over a leg sweep there's just not been much of a need to repeat the past. For fear has settled into depths that have become comforted by the solitude. As thoughts will never forget how size doesn't matter when she decides to take aim to shoot. Taking down the biggest of men in a single shot. So why would we ever allow them to find our sweet spot?
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