thee, love me.
thee kill me.
you…
The pain endures, and I wish I could escape.
Dead I, was, am. Now for life I beg.
When I lived, my body was my prison.
Now that I’m dead, the desire of thy lips keeps me prisoned.
I walked, that I did. I had you.
I lost you.
Such pain.
Look at me, if you can. Look at me now that I’m dead.
lifeless-colded body; my old prison, my old house.
Look at my motionless eyes. The love you killed, not me.
Thank you…
Dead… At last…