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Another Roughneck On His KneesA poem from the novel "The Essence of Poetry II:Gerald's Sophomore Yet Grown Poetrybook" Written by: Gerald L. Ingraham ----------------------------------------- Baby, please come back to me, please, Take a seat, and let's talk about what we do; I am so sorry that I am crying on my knees, Because I know that I am nothing without you. Baby, you are the only one that I love, I have no one else to turn to, baby; Baby, I am ready to kiss and make up, Because you took me in with no maybe. Give me your hand and look in my eyes, I love you more as you make complete; You are a strong woman and I did not realize, Because I am used to girls on the street. I have been on the streets most of my life, But I tend to forget about my ghetto ways; I see that light of happiness through your eyes, And I am no longer after for the rest of my days. Come here to me and let me comfort you, Because I know that I was wrong; I do not want to lose you, I cannot afford to; I hope you can forgive me and help me be strong. Do you forgive, baby? Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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