Disembodied

May 20, 2009
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If I could
Don't you think I would keep you from depletion?
If I could
You know I'd do anything to save your precious skin.
Please
Take my sweaty, love coated hand.
Please
Jump when I get to three and I'll help you land.
Wait
Let me get a good look at you.
Wait
Let me check you in the rearview.

This isn't right.
But it's not left either.
You don't need saving,
you don't even have a fever.
Why did you call?
Why are you even here at all?
Why are you doing this to me?
I treated you better than you even deserved.
I took your heart; that's why it's still preserved.
I saved your feeble life.
Your fractured, shattered knife.
I'll save you this one last time
If you promise not to say I told you so.
I will take you out of danger.
Never put you in it.
Because I want you in my heart.
And not playing out in traffic.





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bookhugger14 said...
Jun. 4, 2009 at 9:18 pm
this poem was very much well done but some of the punctuation i don't think needed to be there but otherwise WONDERFUL! :)
 
_Blue_ said...
May 30, 2009 at 8:23 pm
Nice poem.
 
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