To Bleed Love


She taunts me with her curves,
she whispers to me sweet nothings,
she holds me in bed and loves me,
but I cannot love her, for she is dead.

Just a ghost lingering in my room,
She bled my love away.
Now her soul is so far away from me,
I cannot stand to be without her.

Her ghostly form holds me,
yet I feel nothing but her cold embrace,
it hurts me that she bled my love away,
and I shall never see her face.

Now I sit alone and pained,
with no love or life to gain,
So I wait to Bleed My Love,
To Bleed My Love...away.

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