Drink me till I’m dry
on the brink of death.
Hurt me till I die,
make it my last breath.
You went overboard,
got stuck in a dream,
chased me with a sword,
couldn’t hear me scream.
I showed you no pain,
but you ignored me
and cut every vein,
silent in my plea.
This one devotion
is my last heartbeat
and lack of motion
until death I meet.
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