Come To The Rescue!A Poem by MaryThree times now those blue lights have flashed for me attracted to me in my state of calamity they have come to the rescue! come to help me through
really though
I have seen no proof that their high pitched, high'n mighty, high horse has really helped me at all but left me more disorganized disturbed disoriented than before
so in the next crisis I will ask of you please don't beckon those cerulean cries just because you reckon that they can handle better than I © 2008 Mary |
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Added on August 9, 2008 AuthorMarySt.Petersburg, FLAboutMuch of my poetry is about addiction. It played a huge, if not the only, role for many years of my life. I'm now a recovering addict, clean for over a year. I'm also recovering from self-mutilation, w.. more..Writing
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