To take one's life,
Would be unjust
And yet for some,
It's a must
You took my hand,
And held it tight
As you thrust your knife,
Full of spite
And broke my heart,
My body, My soul
Yet still I looked,
Into your eyes
With trust and passion,
Despite your lies
No blade could tear,
My love for you
Not even if,
You want it to
So take my hand,
And hold it tight
Kiss my lips,
Caress my cheek
And speak to me,
So soft and sweet
"I love you honey,
With all my heart
To take your life,
Would be unjust
And yet for me,
It's a must
Forgive my actions,
My words, My lies
And close your eyes,
To wake in heaven
The place where you,
Have always belonged."
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