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Save Me |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
Save Me By: Noah Eaton 5/11/01 Sometimes I can’t move Sometimes I can’t breathe There is no one there To clear my grief with me I beg to differ, but I’m differed to beg Scarecrow thoughts barren to release Countless crows peck at my fragile soul That can’t be all there is to me In this silence I can’t breathe I’m crawling on my knees I am crying, in my memories Waiting for all this suffering to ease… Save me Save me Save me I’m bleeding It’s hard to breathe I don’t believe That no one will ever love me I’m a shattered boy I’m a broken toy Without a smile in memory Such little I could avoid I am freezing Trying to find reasoning Converting my grief Desiring to live in peace Save me Save me Save me I’m bleeding It’s hard to breathe I don’t believe That no one will ever love me In this silence I can’t breathe I’m crawling on my knees I am crying, in my memories Waiting for all this suffering to ease… Save me Save me Save me I’m bleeding It’s hard to breathe I don’t believe That no one will ever love me I can’t believe that nobody will ever love me Save me… Save me… |
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latin passion Senior Member
since 2001-04-26
Posts 576 |
WOW!!!...very insightful poem. I'm left speechless. |
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