save me

tell a story

am I a trouble maker on my own
dying slowly waiting for someone to rescue me
do I deserve love or repent to wrap its weary arms around
the smiles of a stranger
the warm words of a lover
or the hole I keep digging
made for one

because who’s gonna come along to save me in the end

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