Keely B. Creative Writing Period 2
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Etheree Poem
Rette Mich
I cannot see anything but your eyes
I wish that you would give me a chance
I hate being alone without
Your arms to rescue me from
This horrible pain that
I created so
Don't let me go
Please come and
Rette
Mich
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