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walking my way

there he is
walking my way
i see in his eyes
that today
wansn't his best day
i walk his way
happy he's here
he spoke his blissful accent
"please walk away.
all my life
i've waited
for you.
but now
i'm so tempted
to drink your blood
that i have
to leave.
i may be your only thing to
count on
but i won't
let you have
to leave
this world
because of me."
now the tears
keep me
from seeing
his beautiful face
but now i have
to embrace
the fate
i scream
because it feels
like i have
a hole
in my chest



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