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Courting Death
Slice me, knife, drain my blood.
Please harm me, it feels good.
Cut my arms, my veins, too.
And I will hunt for blood with you,
We’re courting death in the night.
Faint from blood loss at morning light.
In daytime I’ll escape your arms,
You’ll rest until I’m nice and warm.
Then we’ll go cold, just you and me,
We’ll die together, wait and see.
Never again lonely or even blue,
Because life will be over for me and you.
poem
by
Lenore Lee
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