Hear Him Out
His hearts in pain..
He begs you to once hold it and squeeze out your
given blood.. and there...
what you find..
is just love..
His eyes hurt..
Not with the dust..
But with tears..
Being sorry
For his thoughts full of lust..
His body shivers..
He feels cold..
Not because of drugs..
But with the lack of you..
Giving him hugs..
His soul wants to be taken away..
Not by you..
But by the angels of his coming death
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