What They Cannot See
When you love someone, through a lot of stuff you'll go
Mess, stress and heartache, sometimes it will show
Mostly when you least expect
The hurt; it will grow
They try their very damndest to see that it is so
Scowling, snarling and sneaking; they think that you don't know
But what they cannot see, is the armor that you tow
Wrapping you up tight shielding from the blow
Love will do a lot of things to protect from the grow
It has an understanding sense, and a striking sort of glow
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