Poetry Is Priceless
Friday, August 20, 2010
Let Go Of Me
I am just a living piece of meat for your pleasure.
I am what you consider to be your found buried treasure.
All I need to leave is your permission.
When I am gone it will not be you who I am missing...
it will be I.
© Thomas Joseph Pellegrini
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