Help Too Poem by Eimile Nakoma
Help Too
Could you forgive?
Could you come home?
Could you give
A map and road?
Could we try?
Could we sleep?
Could we finally have peace?
Could we cry?
Could we weep?
Could this madness come to cease?
Surely my desperation must come to an end...
These dark hours should not be our friends...
Prepared to go alone, if such a message you send...
Perhaps our love never died...
And we are hardly dead.
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