For you


Let me beg you one last time.
Hear my cause for tears.
I'm the last in line
for undesired female
of the year.

Watch the salt droplets slowly.
As they dry on my skin.
Gently place your hands
on my jaw
keep starring,
keep looking.

Let the problems pass us by.
Stay fixed with me, here.
Pretend that there's nothing
that can faze us
no more,
my dear.

In a few years we'll remember
Reflecting on this time.
once again
calling you mine.

Poetry by Rawwwwwr Fear Me :]
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Written on 2010-08-24 at 03:27

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