still theres a tiny drop left in me
red and golden
wet with anticipation
To give to you
take my blood, as you have have taken my soul.
Oh, be happy for me.
i wont sacrifice my thousand breaths for your one, ill give them all for nothing.
if only you would look at me, look at me, and say you know.
Say you know me.
I shall not want health in your sickness nor shall I rejoice in your pain.
I will only bleed when you need me.
Better you than me.
I would die inch by inch to add a little more to your smile.
And relish the ache if it brings back the fire in your eyes.
Oh my love.
Better you, than me
Feb 14, 2015
Feb 14, 2015 at 6:45 AM UTC
still theres a tiny drop left in me
red and golden
wet with anticipation
To give to you
take my blood, as you have have taken my soul.
Oh, be happy for me.
i wont sacrifice my thousand breaths for your one, ill give them all for nothing.
if only you would look at me, look at me, and say you know.
Say you know me.
I shall not want health in your sickness nor shall I rejoice in your pain.
I will only bleed when you need me.
Better you than me.
I would die inch by inch to add a little more to your smile.
And relish the ache if it brings back the fire in your eyes.
Oh my love.
Better you, than me
For you loser.
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