if i were you,
i'd love her too,
i'd touch her face
and die of butterflies inside.
if i were you,
i'd spend my days
forever cradled by her side,
i'd never hide
the ways i loved her.
the poison's flowing in my veins.
i'm leaving bloodstains where i stand.
her face is pure,
her hands are small.
there is no cure
in the end.
i'm leaking pain,
i'll show you if you want.
under the rain of thoughts
my words are shaky,
my mind is breaking
from all the things i hold
too dear to let go of.
i'd die if i were you.
because you know me,
because we met.
because i know
you can't forget.
if
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