Do you, dear blade, remember me?
It's been a while.
The world grates and scratches at my mind,
slowly tearing me to shreds.
I need you.
No breath allowed, I'll suffocate
under the weight of your kiss.
I need you.
So run, like they always do.
But I'll be waiting.
I need you.
I need your heart, I need your blood,
I need your anger and your hate.
I already have you.
So do you, dear blade, remember me?
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