Last Letter
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Poetry
I'm going to need a shower,
when I get out-
wash this prison off me.
Help me with this, come inside the water with me.
Wash the stink of green off my chest,
my back,
my mind.
Wash this filthy, miserable place
off me for the last time.
Make me clean.
Wipe the slate,
turn the page,
come into my arms and promise
me everything will be ok this time.
Promise me the world-
give me you.
That's all I want,
that's all I ask.
Clean me of this damaged life
and make it right.
And I swear I will do whatever it takes to be a better man.
I swear it.
I'm going to need a shower,
when I get out-
wash this prison off me.
Help me with this, come inside the water with me.
Wash the stink of green off my chest,
my back,
my mind.
Wash this filthy, miserable place
off me for the last time.
Make me clean.
Wipe the slate,
turn the page,
come into my arms and promise
me everything will be ok this time.
Promise me the world-
give me you.
That's all I want,
that's all I ask.
Clean me of this damaged life
and make it right.
And I swear I will do whatever it takes to be a better man.
I swear it.
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