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I Still Love You
Your hands, so soft entice me.
They hold me firmly in place,
while I struggle in ecstasy.
In death I see only your face.
The bed was warm with our heat,
Your love was the ice that coated my finger tips.
So close I could touch it if only I moved my feet.
My heart caresses your blade as it ripped.
In your shadow I lay peacefully,
Surrounded by my red.
I never liked the red. Not really.
But you stole that idea from my head.
As the sun rose and monsters lay to sleep,
You leave without my kiss to your cheek.
"I love you", I whisper.
My heart in your pocket forever to keep.
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