he hates me i know it,
i'm gone out of his life for sure,
i ran looking for him,
he was covered in blood, lost,
then a minute latter,
i saw flash of fangs,
he shook his head,
then thats when i known i wasnt,
HATED,
i wasnt GONE,
and he wasnt LOST.
his gold wings fly,
from here above,
i just thnk about our love,
he protects me,
from the beast,
but gets hurt by the big wolf,
he wrapps me in his arms in bed,
but the next day he's gone forever.
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