His life.

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He sits with a bottle

and starts to cry,

the pain in his heart now, 

he wants to die,

But he can't leave me here,

So please don't leave me here.

He asked me a question,

As he sat on the ground

"Why do you love me?" 

I can't make a sound,

"I just do",

I love you, and I always will.

So sit by my side now,

And tell me why, now,

Would ya do it? 

Can I fix it, with a kiss?   

With a kiss?

I wanna take your hand and steal your heart, 

Stitch you up and give you a part of me,

Can you see?

What I want to you to be?

So sit by my side now,

And tell me why, now,

Would ya do it? 

Can I fix it, with a kiss?   

With a kiss?

Can I bring you bliss in this?

Can I keep you safe in this?

Are we made for this? 

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