Category : Poems

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Grab my hand,
 And get me out of this hell,
 Ironically called life by those
 Who like to complain...

I'm drowning in my own blood 
With all the tears that I have.
The body will float
 To the shore after my end.

  Grab my heart, 
And take all the love from it.
 I won't love anymore. I forbade it.