I should hate
the pain
and loath
the parts that
hold temperate
faith
but
I
don't
The needles
bleed
and the
hope
is
honest
but
necessarily
distant
I will always
offer you
a hand
unless
you
Choose
to
drown.
Birth sign: Gemini
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