when I'm dead and gone
don't believe them when they say I'd want you to move on
it's not true
you know I wouldn't want you to
you knew me in life
you know I'd need to have you still even in death
when you gave me your heart
I was never going to give it back I'll be under the earth
holding it hostage
and you will wander the earth gaping and still mine
when I go you stay when I go
I never leave you
-03/18/2017
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i like them both (and other observations)
Romancedepression, love, and sex. chapter one of an ongoing collection of poetry by a bisexual girl.
