Bloody Love

I am full of love,

love that builds up in my chest,

continuously building,

until all I have,

Is a cacaphony of love inside.

A knife pierces me and I am left with nothing,

nothing but my bloodtinged love to stuff back inside. 

◄ Fall, We Fell

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