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May 2016
When the pitchfork cuts
I will be here with blood
When the sounds are loud
I will drown them out

Please don't leave

When the hands lose grip
I will kiss your lips
When the flame melts skin
I will hold you in

Please don't leave

When the knife rips veins
I will be their drain
When the words aren't real
I will make them heal

Please don't leave

When the use is up
I will be enough
When the end is here
I will disappear

Please don't leave
Don't leave
Jordan Rowan
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