Stories run in the
red of my veins
Slash my heart
And you'll see a tale
Today I write again,
Writing every breath
every second of this pain
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He Called Me His Beloved
Poetry"Cause the world moves fast love and the thoughts run wild and I'm running out of time let me hold you a bit longer let me kiss you a bit hard today and for the tomorrow that's near let my words sing the melody of you and me." HE CALLED...
