I’ll love you better when I’m dead

To think about how dearly you hold me

Unnecessarily latched to my heart

Like a withering leech drinking poison

So I can only hold you when I’m cold

And Finally a burden to be free

And No longer a wasteful heavy bag

With Lava seeping through my cracks and edges

So I will only be seen to burn you

Love Singeing my way through your happiness

And Yet all I’m made to do is hurt you

So once I’m cold you can be happiest

You can leave me to freeze over the seas

Just for you I’ll bury myself in snows

I’ll be seen as a mirror in the pond

Frozen over yet I still can’t hold you


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