
Seasonal you are
Only the breath I breathe in
Capture and release
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I met him; I fell in love with him
I knew he wasn’t mine
But he grew on me
Like a 19th century bottle of
Old money kind’a wine
She knew about us for years
And for years she took a back seat
Because she knew without me
His heart was strangely weak
He was a police officer
And in the line of duty, he was shot
I screamed!
Please tell me he is not dead!
Please tell me he is not!!
He laid in the hospital
In that dreadful coma for 20 long weeks
It was not her body he longed for
Between those hospital sheets
It was hard for her to deny
Because she knew if she did not find me
Her husband would surely die
This woman knew he was in love with me
And only wanted her husband to survive
So willing to do anything
To keep her husband alive
She grabbed his phone
Braced herself
And stood up on her feet
She sought me out knowing
His heart was strangely weak
I laid with him
And she approved of me
In that hospital bed
She silently requested help
And pushed me towards his bed
A few days later he awoke
I jumped up between his sheets
And it killed her
As she looked on
Knowing
I was the reason
His heart still beat
Its been three years now
And she is still his wife
And everyday
I regret the day
I saved that bastards life!
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