By How little you know

If your going to commit
i ask one thing of you
let me be there
experiencing it too
i want to feel
the burning knives
scraping our bones
claiming our lives
i want to watch
every tear fall
making its mark
crimson and all
i want to see
each work of art
form a masterpeice
as we both fall apart
i will shake with you
awaiting the time
when the final drop falls
writing its final rhyme
i can't stand the thought
or what i would loose
so i will share in destiny
if this is what you choose

two souls... one suicide

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