Love

by JoeyCyanide   Mar 20, 2007


Till death do we part,
You have a piece of my heart,
For you to hold and cherish,
Or squash and burn,
Do what you please with me,
I can only bleed dry and die,
But for you I would climb the sky,
I love you for now and after.

*~pd~*

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