Playing the “Save Me” card

I am wanting to stay
hopeful and positive

She comes to me
all battered and broken
(purely self-inflicted)
whimpering “help me. . .”

She doesn’t want my help
she wants to make all this my fault

Playing the “Save Me” card

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Chyfrin the Celtic poet

Artist, Poet, Electrical/Biomedical Engineer, Actor, Playwright, Set construction, Educator, Lover of womankind and single malt scotch

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