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Parker Apr 2020
you love me because you want to save me
but im not salvagable...
sometimes garbage is just garbage
and you should let it rot
solfang Apr 2020
a girl can dream
for her prince;
but fairy tales
just don't exist
Serendipity Feb 2020
There is no hesitation
to pick up bird feathers
from off the ground,
and heal an angel's
broken wings.
But there is a pause
before we reach a hand
to the broken claw
of a demon.
Tell me now,
Are they both not in need of saving?
Khoisan Jan 2020
On that particular sunny day
I looked in the mirror
and saw a rainy day
embracing the silver lining
behind me stood the love
I had saved up for
touching my hair
and gently stroking the grey
Her love outshines the grey
Lumine Dec 2019
Between the lines of hollow faiths,
I offer my mind to the saving grace.
Of empty words and bitter lies,
I spend my time searching for subtle signs.

Between the lines of tempting truths,
I offer my soul to the saving grace.
Bless this child whose heart is pure,
To avoid the grasps of those impure.

Between the lines of meaningless deaths,
I offer my body to the saving grace.
Give me strength to escape this hold,
That of which had been mistaken for a passionate embrace.

Between the lines of the words untold,
I offer my self to the great unknown.
Will you offer your self as well?
sunshine Oct 2019
so last night when he was off tripping and kissing on some ex-girl

and while I was out sipping on a bottle of something unfamiliar

we still felt the darkness ******* us down when the morning sun rolled its eyes at us
whatever you wanna say
save your breath
you're welcome

xoxo
-sunshine
Mary Velarde Sep 2019
What is of a child's worth,
they say,
if not to save the Earth?

But hundreds of miles away
a twelve year old girl
sits in a classroom
and learns about the world
as it passes by.

How's it come to this--
having to defend the world to be able to live in it?
How's it come to this--
to be born
rid of birthright?
Must a child's life burn
as fast as a candle's wick,
or a forest in a slow, painful disappearing trick?
And instead of a crowd roar of applause,
there's only silence;
and then nothing.
EmVidar Sep 2019
I wonder
if you were looking
to be saved
the way
you always claimed
you were doing
for me
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