With Me Poem by Tessa Richardson

With Me



So you think you've got me all figured out?
So you think that love is what this was all about?
You're missing trust, you're missing heart!
Darling you're why I haven't fallen apart.
You lied, you lied!
Whatever you once called love has now died!
Come and pray with me
for the little good it could do.
Pray to a god who never listens.
Pray for me, I'll pray for you!
Come, my love, let us cry,
take this poison, and let us die.
Die with me, I'll die for you,
I love you, do you love me, too?
I live for you,
but this I can't take
I love you still,
but trust I can't fake.
Come with me, let's die together,
live in heaven, perfect forever!
No more lies, this love is our own.
Better you and I, than me dying alone.

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