Even when you are bleeding
hold on
Because there is nothing else
but love.
Love is to feed
Yet, you will starve
I hold you close
You run away
We pierce each other
Together wrap the wounds
I will cling to you and you to me.
We are one forever
Bleeding and holding on
Because there is nothing else
But love
Ours.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
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