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A Poem by Chelsea
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Being saved by God.

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The strangling
grips of death.

Have me.
 
Nooses tighten.
 
I’m in a car, speeding down the highway to hell
about to crash.
 
Once and for all.
No return.
 
Jesus pushes me away
from danger;

 
He takes the pain.
Eases the ache.

 

He saved me.

He saves me

everyday.

© 2011 Chelsea


Author's Note

Chelsea
Many thanks to Serial Kisser who helped me with editing---- Please review :)

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First, I'd like to say that I agree with Stephen, it'd be a great dramatic touch and would keep the flow you have by breaking down the sentence 'I'm in a car, speeding down the highway to hell'... and I'll agree his suggestion was perfect.

Other than that, the poem was great. I liked how death had a tight grip on your life, as like a noose around the neck... yet no matter what death put you through, Jesus was there to save you - ease your pain. I loved this and this is what I imagine happens to those that don't make in car crashes... I believe Jesus comes to save us from the pain and agony.

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the transition from death to life is beautifully captured by the poem..you sure are a believer in the miracles of the Almighty..

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I like it, but I do have suggestions. I'll msg you.





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Chelsea
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