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S.O.S. (Work in Progress)
November 23, 2011
I can't fix my problems,
I blew them into mountains,
I dug myself in deep
I can't climb, it's too steep.
I try to wait the storm out,
But my hole is quickly filling
I don't want people to see me
So I'll just keep on drowning
S.O.S., I am a mess,
I have some sins that I must confess,
Promise me, you will be,
the one to watch me beneath the sea,
S.O.S., I regret,
Ever hoping that I had a chance,
Lie To Me, make me believe,
The grass is greener underneath the sea.
© Amy Z., Edmond, OK
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necrophilikat PLATINUM said...
on Jan. 17 2012 at 9:13 am
This is a very beautiful poem.
