You Get What You Give Poem by Anzelyne shideshe

Wipe my tears
Of pain and sorrow
Down my cheeks
Your absence flows.
My Heart is bleeding
Through my eyes
I'm Torn into Pieces
Can't you read the puzzle on my Face

Take a Minute and wipe my tears
Your Hand may mend
The jigsaw puzzle in my Soul
You say you care but you Act äs you dont
Now i can See the Image of Your Heart
I'm iyour Sugar?
I'm i your honey?
I'm i your pumpkin?
Or Even Your Tear drop!
Does your veins block when I bleed?
Does your heart stop when I tear?
No, wipe my tears and make me whole.

Give me back my smile
Hence my lovely dimples
For you get what you give.