Agony

Why you make her cry?
Does it really hurt inside?
Bed sheets are cold
All my blood is gone

Curative intent
Chained to my wrist
Empty inside
Eat my heart

What have you done?
All my bruises are dumb
Swollen lymph nodes
Tiny red spots

Epistaxis of my life
Give her a break
And let her smile
All my life is on that bed

Infectious disease
Why don't you let the leukocytes breath?
Bone marrow unfilled
All my strength is weak

Pain my ally
Coagulate my blood
Don't let these bones feel
What I've been trying to heal

Auer rods
Azurophilic bodies
Resembles diamonds
In several blasts

What can I do for you?
Drink my blood
Eat from you
Remission

◄ Crataegus

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