You saved my life
and I don't even know your name.
You're Innocent, far guilty,
with a smile permanently plastered.
I wonder what you would look like without
your sparkling face.
I watch with convulsion, to save myself,
and so I wonder who will save you;
save your childlike innocence.
I don't even know your name,
so do I envy you?
Pity you?
Laugh with you?
Cry for you?
Do I smile and say remember me?
Or spend my life forgetting you?
When you're saving me,
How can i do anything but envy you?
DannYetman
DannYetman
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