Where
Lost out in space
Somewhere God has hurled
A less evil place
A far fairer world
Where one circumstance
I'm allowed to defy
Where I'm granted one chance
To just say goodbye
Where I rip through that wreck
To the seat where you bled
Where I cradle your neck
And hold up your head
Where I brush off the mud
And soothe your last fear
Where I clean off the blood
And wipe your last tear
Where I lay you to rest
And stroke shattered bones
Where you die on my chest
Instead of alone
Copyright © Tim Ryerson | Year Posted 2009
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