Treasure Island

Edwin Cordero


Took My Love


Took my love through Hell;
She soaked in the flames—
Dispatch, she's ready.
Flee on a plane.
When this day comes,
I'll lie awake,
Staring at the ceiling,
Dreaming of fate,
As done those times
I saw her with him—
The perfect them,
Their perfect win.

Submitted: Tuesday, January 21, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, January 21, 2014

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