I had hoped when I showed you my scars and cuts,
that you might kiss them
and find a home within them.
I hoped that you might settle deep into my flesh and blood
so that I might take you with me
into whichever afterlife I’d find myself entombed to.
Of course, it would be your choice to join me
in either Heaven or Hell.
Is that a risk you’re willing to take?
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