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Raquel Burge Jan 2015
Let's say you're driving down the road with your eyes closed
But my eyes are closed too

I lie on my back and look up at the sun
Then back down to the water
I depend on someone not to abandon me
He is just as scared as me

Take your sadness down to the river and throw it
You are still left with the river

Let me live
I pour the coffee down my throat like it is Holy Water
Save me
Wake me
To open the eyes that were closed
Raquel Burge Jan 2015
If I would cut the parts off and trade them
the skin and lumps we push, and shove

Into new jeans
To shimmy, squeeze, jump and
jam
Run and jog and walk and skip
-the dessert and lunch

Cut it off and trade it
to someone who could use it

Not me
Not you
Slice it off- watch yourself go down
                                                            down­
                                                                ­      down
Or just cut it off and trade it

— The End —