Byron Cornell Ford II
Nobody Saves Themselves - Poem by Byron Cornell Ford II
Nobody saves themselves...
she overstands my miseries
offers herself as a gift to me
Bride to all my collective pains
I have given her the shatter'd pieces of my heart
take care of whats left, my love....
she loves and protects all the parts of me that i will never accept
places herself between my ills & my joys
Jill led Jack up the hill as a boy
& I have exiled myself from society until i discover my attractive purpose....
distract'd curses she chalks up as intelligent ignorance
lets run off together
for worse or for better
they believe us as we decieve trust
all is fair in love & war
she smiles and dials the number...
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