Someone took my heart away. Someone made me bleed. Someone made me take it, down on my knees I loved with free desire, they loved with sweet content. He took a knife to my throat, to help me see again. Death is always present. God is always near. Blood has constant knowing. The devil has no fear. Love can make you hate yourself. Love can make you need. Love can make you someone else, If you want to be.
Reason for writing:
Just thoughts..............and confusion
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