love me
till i bleed
till i drop dead
till i sound like the moan
of one rainy morning
till i taste like a bitter wine
till bitter becomes sweet
love me oh love me even for not
what i am
just love me
without a word without a question
for i have no answers, you want answers?
i will manufacture answers just for you to love me...
love me, love me, i order you to love me.
made me believe, make me wander, make me wriggle.
i am testing you. i am putting you in my shoes.
for i have never, never really love you.
repeat what i am saying. Now you say it yourself.
tell me how it feels.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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