I wanted it
She told me to make her bleed,
So I told her to make a bed.
She told me to make her bleed,
So I held her and did things to her body,
And her insides broke.
She told me to break her heart,
So I stole her heart
And broke it,
With fire and blood, I formed a new one,
So pure, free from pain.
She told me she wanted hurt,
I erased all her happy memories,
Left her blank
And made her happier memories.
She said she wanted to die,
So I gave her pills,
And watched her die,
Then I gave her a kiss of life,
And she was born anew.
Life is pain,
Life is bad,
But you only need the right light,
To get through the storm.
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