Dirty Little Secrets
Milka swung her legs on the chair next to my girl, her little head bobbing along to the beat.
The lyrics fell from my lips, and my gaze stayed pinned on hers. Her eyes widened and filled, and she lifted her hand to her mouth.
You’re not broken, baby, you ain’t shattered,
Maybe a little cracked, but darlin’,
I can fix you if you let me.
Let me soothe the sting, let me kiss your scars,
Let me wipe your tears and dry your cheeks,
I’ll hold you tight and love you deep.
I smile as I sing, strumming on the guitar.
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