I know it's late,
But it's so cold,
Let me in,
And you can scold.
I know I'm bad,
Was bad to you,
It's snowing now,
It's seeping through...
My battered coat,
Dear, let me in,
Apologising,
For every sin.
I know I'm worse,
Than all before,
You've yelled and hit me,
Do it some more.
I'm bad, I'm crude,
A husband; no!
Just please don't tell me:
'You must go!'
It's getting colder,
Ice on ground,
I'm waiting, older,
My fist won't pound-
Upon your door,
I'm freezing here,
You've got my cries,
You've got my fear.
Let me in.
Please, I know,
That I was wrong,
I've sunk so low.
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