Bloodstream
Bloodstream, oh bloodstream!
How it makes me SCREAM!
How can you love me,
With all you can be?
You are meant to be with her,
At night you make me stir.
Love me or jot you're fine,
For you were never mine.
I feel you in my bloodstream,
Like another shattered dream.
Without me what would you do?
Would even you even care too?
YOU ARE READING
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