you said you'd be my white blood

fighting,
all that was wrong

all that was harmful
sheltering me from storms

from nights so dreadful
from devils with masked horns

but here we are
where did it go wrong?

how'd it all turn so quickly?
a sudden shift of heart

you were supposed to save me
said you'd be my white blood

now here you stand
the hand holding the gun

and here i lay
trying frantically to hold on


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