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As I hand the blood of my heart unto you,
I beseech of you to not thrust mine so afar;
For, I shall speak of all of me which is true
Prior to strumming to my very own guitar.

This is the hardest poem that I am writing,
Because my poetry has never worked for me;
Yet, I deserve it for what I am really hiding,
I am ready to come clean with all of my story.

I realized that you gave more than a chance,
And I have taken advantage of your emotion;
I can say that advice of others hurts romance,
When someone wants to give you devotion.

I see the best of advice comes out the heart,
After the those lies and little games so untrue;
You mean so much to me, please do not part,
And please do not make my world torn to two.

Life without you
Would be just my body with breath;
Life without you,
Could be just my next step to death.