inside your heart, inside my heart.
Found in the corners, of an edgy dark
hallway,between mirrors.
Reflecting something which is not
there, only what is outside, not
what is in here.
Letters become words,
they float above us, rise from the dead.
Still you do not move, still stuck in your head.
Bleed for me?
Contemplate my promises.
Bleed for me?
Love me separately from the rest.
Bleed for me?
Viral emotions creep in your soul
Bleed for me?
Inside our hollow hips of love,
deep religions lie, of misfortune, of bitter kisses.
But will you bleed for me.
I do bleed for
you
everyday.
In the same way the sun would cry
if nothing is left for the bright future.
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