Keeping Me Alive
She picked up my head,
Out of a puddle of dread,
I regret a lot of things that I have said,
Some times I ask why aren't I dead,
But than I think of her,
And bad thoughts are obscured.
Eyes as cold and blue as ice,
Beauty makes me so enticed,
Super human strength,
Ill go to any length,
To keep her in my arms.
I love her smile,
That I'd run that extra mile,
To see,
She makes me so happy.
Light glistens off her skin,
My heart made of tin,
But somehow she got in.
And now I don't want her to leave,
She made me care,
And now I'm not scared,
To show my sweet side,
I have only lied,
Once,
When I told her I didn't love her.
poem by Jacob Gifford
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