i am letting go
but i am doing it slow
like you blow
a bubble
or like you grow
a fruit
yeah my roots are somewhere
yeah my roots need care
yeah my roots need water, sunlight, and air
to make taste fair
or right
meaning to make others want to take a bite
of my personality
because that is the key to me
yeah that is the mother to my nature
or the father to my time
yeah you can make some fine wine
out of this vine
of virtue
that will never ever hurt you
i promise
i am being honest
about Christ
and your life
love always
your heart
my heart
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