your smile broke my heart
but your tears mend the wounds
your blood ran through my veins
as if we were one

your eyes burn into mine
seeing too deep for comfort
I see the desire in your stare
feel the heat in your fingertips

you held my heart in your hand
it is strong as stone now
but in your hand it was glass
my blood runs hot through it
burning as it breaks

I lay in a grave meant for you
I call out your name
I long to hold your life in my hand
your blood should run in place of mine

cut my veins
choke on the blood that flows from my wounds
it does you no good now
you have been dead to me for so long

the cool metal in my hand
to cut the coldness from your heart
the warmth of your blood
draining the life from you


I turn away from your screams

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