《Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken》Poem 17

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I tasted his tears

On my lips

The taste bitter

Mine were sweet

Alas! Lover

You didn't have to leave

His soul had wanted to flee

I couldn't stop the bleed

The knife was soft

I held it on my lips

Lover, please don't leave

I'll stay and shout my grief.

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