when i am healed i'll tear a cut in my stomach again
and let this cold old blood pour out into your open mouth.
i'll bleed without feeling a thing except the tugging of your arms around my neck
and you will say between breaths that you have been so thirsty for so long
and you have been waiting for me for so long,
and all i'll be able to do is smile when you thank me for my love.
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