Little by little
You tear down
What I thought
Love is
What growth is,
What is
Sacred ground
And little by little
I question if my notion
Of love exists or is
A figment of a fairytale
Long told, out sold
Perhaps if I convince
You
Little by little
You will see love
As I do,
Or not and
That will break me
Little by little
Little by little.
Just a little.

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