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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