Turtle Doves

Her mother said she's not allowed
To put his fingers in her mouth
But she did

She was unhappy twenty years
He dried her spit and drained her tears
He promised he'd never leave

And when he said "I love you girl"
He grabbed her wrists and pulled her hair
And said she's one of a kind

And then he used her broken heart
To cut her in her deepest parts
And claimed "Your last breath is mine"

Girls that age should not talk to boys
And mothers are always right
Beneath a wall of tender pillows
There lies the sharpest knife

He wrote his father all is well
He can't afford to call from hell
And the operators in French

He bought her rings with plastic pearls
Expensive rooms in cheap motels
But, she never really asked for much

They were together for a month
She always said she wants to dance
He left the room with trembling hands

He couldn't bare to see her eyes
They showed reflections of a child
That just became a man

Girls that age should not talk to boys
And mothers are always right
Beneath a wall of tender pillows
There lies the sharpest knife



Credits
Writer(s): Davidavi Dolev
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