He sat there, in a puddle of blood
not his, but hers
his lover, his desire, his corpse
waiting for death to relive him from the pain
He cherished their last good-bye
simply not enough
his heart and soul were gone
He thought about his life without her
pain rushed to his heart and tears drowned his eyes
She was gone
but not for good
He found it
the treatment
one to rejoice with his lover
let the slashing begin
He had decided to join her
whatever it takes
He had nothing to lose
His eyes grew tired
as the tub filled with death wishes and hope
He had shed every tear
His passion so strong that it trapped him
She lived in his heart
He slashed along his body
her name
the name of the woman he loved
the one who had given him so much
As he left the world of pain
it came to his mind how he did it
how he manged to depose every piece
his heart raced
but it was not his fault
he knew
he had given her all he had
yet it was never enough
His heart belonged to her
yet her's to someone else
but what was he to do without her
Now She was his
Now He was hers
there was no other way
now he she had to love him
death was his only escape
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