I look down And see my life's blood Spilling forth from My belly Along with the filth Of my bowels as I Gutt myself before my very eyes. I bleed for you Because I will never again Deserve you Only can I touch those That are as twisted as myself Tho you are pure and I must Endure this pain of losing you Because I love you. Find me and wash away Your love for me in my own blood Its cleansing last breath Caressing you as my Fingers never shall again.
Reason for writing:
To Stephen.
Birth sign: Not entered
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