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Who will love me at the last day on earth,

Surely not you , surely no one,

You won't even remeber my name so you say,

But I could never forget yours ,

Don't call me words that are more false then all gods,

I am none of the above and you must be lying my love,

I will move from this state get you out of my head,

I rather not think of you than be dead,

I put blood on your wrists because you wanted to know what pain felt like,

Well I i give and gave you love that you never took in

This is you being punished for your sins,

You hold on to the bed as long as it kills you,

Because you also know it isn't save pass that room,