Wild Blue, Come Save Me. Poem by brooklynn dyer

Wild Blue, Come Save Me.



i'm standing in
the midst of a wild
blue, just waiting for
him to save me.

Friday, December 9, 2005
Topic(s) of this poem: standing
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brooklynn dyer

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