Fortunate Victim
You kill me
Only every time we meet
My body stops there for you
And my mind falls to pieces
You remind me of how I would like to die
In a moment of happiness without reason
Wanting nothing more
Needing only this and you and nothing more
I am a fortunate victim
Most people don't get the chance
To love their murderer
Copyright © Jeff Davies | Year Posted 2016
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