A friend of mine is really sick. This is my way of coping with it.
Love labor's lost
Lost love's labors
Crushed in the chest
Blood tastes like some flavors.
The hurting, the pain
The pain, the hurting
My hands to my chest
The blood's still spurting.
Fears locked away
Locked away fears
Hands pressing eyes
Can't stop the fears.
Hate and anger
Anger and hate
Clawing at the soul
Though I can't stop fate.
Apart flies my thoughts
Thoughts fly apart
If I lose you
There's a hole in my heart.
One fight one fear
One fear one fight
Don't close your eyes
For that long endless night.
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