The Saint
by Iddylion


This actually has no spoilers... it's just another one of those 'almost' relationships which poor Gary seems to get himself into. Sorry to everyone who likes their poems to rhyme... generally speaking I do too. This is actually the fisrt one I've ever written that doesn't. I Just figured that if I tried to force the rhyme this would lose a lot in feeling, so why bother forcing it. Anyway, hope you guys like it. :)

Disclaimer: Early Edition, its characters and situations belong to Tristar Pictures.  No copyright infringement is intended.

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The Saint
by Iddylion

She calls me a Saint.
My heart beats for her,
My arms yearn for her,
And she calls me a Saint.
She loves me more than life itself,
To her the sun rises and sets for me,
And she calls me a Saint.
There's nothing I wouldn't do for her,
There's nothing I wouldn't give her,
And she calls me a Saint.
Every day they need me more,
Every day it's harder to say no,
I am their Saint.
Every day the conflict grows,
I can't keep them both,
Why must I be a Saint?
Our needs must be sacrificed,
Her heart and mine must break,
That is the cost of being their Saint.

Email the author: iddylion@tpg.com.au
 
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