He Saved Me
In my dreams, I whimper.
In my heart, I cry.
In my life, I'll die.
I'm trying a little too hard to hold on to what
doesn't exist; a future.
So what am I doing here.?!
Trying to do the best i can to avoid death.
In a white cloke, is an angel awaiting.
Am I dead....? I ask myself.
And as i respond, I walk towards the person in the white cloke,
they tell me, "You are dead."
So as I stop with such suddence,
I listen to voices....they are calling my name.
So I open my eyes, and I see his face.
There is no doubt that,
....He saved me.
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