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Eternally Yours
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January - June 2004 Only if you were to kill me,
Would I be eternally yours,
And that would only be my breath,
Which you would posses,
As my soul and my heart belong to another.
So take my breath.
My lungs.
My eyes and skin.
Take this Goddamn ring.
Take it right to the bin.
I like this poem, Cause, eternal doesn't mean forever.