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Jan 2012
You are the life of me
You are the air I breathe
You took away everything
that was killing me.

You caught me as I fell
brought me back through the gates of Hell
before
I reached my end.

You kissed my ****** wrists
and instilled into my lips
The gift of love.
I've never seen any eyes the same shade of truth
as yours.

You studied my broken pieces
as I lay at your feet in ruins.
you snapped your fingers.
Never again will my heart or my tears
seep through your seamless work.

You won my hopeless war;
Tu no yo rompo, no mas sangre.
Mourir nunca mas.
Todo amor.
Chelsea Grin
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Chelsea Grin
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   K Balachandran
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