It Poem by Charles Malcolm
It
If you don't feel it
you're not worth
dying for.
I don't need another person
like that.
If that is
where we find ourselves
I can snuff myself
down to your level
and live
without it.
I'll eat your food
as I die of thirst.
I still think
that you feel it.
And just maybe
that's worth dying for.
Wednesday, July 22, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death,friendship,life,love
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