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The Saviour

I feel you touch my shoulder

I turn around and no one is there

I feel a kiss on my cheek of coldness

My hair stands on end along my arms

A single tear trickles down my face

Memories play in my mind of the laughter we shared

I bend at the knees and fall to the ground

My hands press on my face

The guilt washes over me

I could’ve saved you all

I know I could’ve...I know it

- CW

 

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