Needing To Be Saved.

Look at me and cry,

Cry a thousand tears.

Break a thousand hearts.

Feel the pain,

Feel the steel.

Against my temple,

Against my chest.

"I want to die,"

I said.

"NO!"

You said you loved me,

That you cherished me.

You know what you did?

You saved me.

I needed love.

I needed hope.

I needed you.

I needed to be saved by you.

The End

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