Tuesday, September 30, 2014

For you, my babe, I'd catch grenade.
And take a bullet to my brain.
There's just one question cause me pain:
My darling, would you do the same?

I'd throw my hand atop a blade,
And thrust myself before a train.
For you, I would endure this pain.
My darling, would you do the same?

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