Kill Me Gracefully.
Oh dear valentine,
What has happened to this love,
I've come calling with this heart of mine,
And find you a soiled dove.
It seems all I have left
is this rose garden, and your loaded gun,
though my heart has been bereft,
You're my only one.
Damn those tears that we've shed,
the skeletons in our closets eat only lead,
So here I stand, your gun in hand,
Ready to take a life.
Let this be my last remorse,
That your blood wasn't blue when it coursed.
my soul rips out as you cry out,
and take your final breath.
My bullet,
Your flock of doves,
My final words, your red wine blood,
May in hell shall we both meet.
Kuroi Hihane- Art and poem
Kurohi- poem
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