I Love You
When You Die
I love you
when you die
in my arms.
Soothe,
baby, soothe.
Killing,
Killer, Kill, Killed.
I love you
when you die
in my arms.
Smooth,
darling, smooth.
Killing,
Killer, Kill, Killed.
I love you
when you die
in this
never-ending rain, grey,
that's
melting away your gasping sounds
and my
tears, that don't want to fall.
I love you
when you die
in my arms.
Hush, don't
worry, dove,
I won't let
you fall from my
holed chest
to my worthless lap.
Your fine
crimson dress
is covering
the bullet holes
you
encrusted in my lungs.
Slow,
darling, slow,
you're certainly
one of a kind:
A shoot—
two
killers, and one heart.
I love you
when you die, love,
my love,
forever in
my arms.
I love you
to death.
Killing,
Killer, Kill—
Guilt.
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