it was cold
twas winter when the blood spilled out
The scream of the night twas my own
My heart was instantly broken
He lied there as i held him
His onley words was "im sorry"
I wasnt sure, until the funeral
I saw a girl i didnt know her
I asked her, her purpose with him
She told me,
He had intamate nights with her,
I still and always love him
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