I wrote you something

I wrote you a poem
I wrote it on my wrist
I did write it there
The last time we kissed

I wrote it in silver
But it came out red
I wrote it in deep
Hoping I’ll write it dead

I wrote you a letter
I set it on the floor
I had lain down next to it
But the red upon it began to pour

You wrote me a note
You wrote it in pain
Now my death will have no antidote
And you’ll be left wondering

I’d write you a last goodbye
But I don’t have the strength
I guess I’m in the last moment
My life at the end of its length

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