345 Poem by RIC BASTASA
345
if you search me if you love me that enough
you will find me in the rain
without an umbrella
you do not find me rushing
i have no reason to rush
and take the safety of a shed
you will find me shivering
my hair wet and uncombed
you will find me cold
my lips are pale
my arms are shaking
you will find me helpless
and weak and almost dying
you have to find me
i have no reason to live
please....
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