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Death, Do We Part
Until I die, my heart is yours,
Locked in endless fight,
Chained inside my being,
Loving to hate,
Hating to love,
As the blood trickles out of my ears,
Preparing for the next assault,
My senses gripped by your touch,
This sensation that run slowly up my spine,
Spilling my soul,
Biting my spiteful tongue
Blood begins to flow,
Drowning in your essence,
Why must you waste your time?
As years pass by in a heartbeat,
Trying to remember who I was,
As I take the fall for you,
Your eyes borrow my heart,
Unlocking eternity,
Stealing my sanity,
Does my smile still warm you?
