Gone
You've left, gone, gone.
You've already left, gone, gone.
Where have you
gone.
It terrifies me. I think I will
die.
I will die if you are not here with
me.
I will die.
I swear I will.
In ink and in raw flesh, raw
warmth, bare skin to bare skin,
Flower petals falling.
You've left me, all alone.
No, don't leave.
Or else, I'll die.
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