Cross my heart, you crossed my mind.
She took your life and hoped to die.
I cried, I tried, through sighs of hope.
I'm close to the edge, the end of my rope.
You gave me more than I could stand.
What for? You had let go of my hand.
Though blood flows red, my veins are blue.
My heart, is screams, it bleeds for you.
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