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The plea

And she begged,

“kiss it all better my love”
But he couldn’t, with all his might he couldn’t do a thing,
He couldn’t even watch but from above.






And she cried,

“why wont you come to me my love”
And his sadness only deepened, because he couldn’t do a thing. He couldn’t scream out to her, he couldn’t even explain.




And he weeps,

He weeps for her, but all the same he is happy, for the bullet that ended her is the same as the rope necklace that ended him.



And now they are together.
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