She
Date: Sunday, 3rd July 2011 @ 03:05:03 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: misfitme
Although my story begs to be told~
it is unto her own that my words are lent
Gifting her with life through words so bold~
that she might survive once I am spent...
Still if she is me than not myself am I~
yet with a kindred grace we brave such storms
While her eyes shed the tears I cry~
We remember what it is to be warm...
So were I to once more breathe life into her~
would she again be able to save me
Plying pen to paper as my soul stirs~
& I begin to believe...perhaps...maybe...
~misfitme
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