Him Over Life

His heart is a spectacular treasure.
To his gaze my heart would melt with quickness.
My love for him I can’t even measure.
In my eyes his sweet smile is priceless.

From heart, to heart I would like to reside. 
I think of him, he crawls into my mind.
Now I have him next to me by my side. 
I am a slave to his love, he’s so kind. 


Sadly I know this is all but a dream.
And his flawless face, I try to forget. 
I’m like a troll next to him it would seem.
Not chasing him is my biggest regret.


When I slit my wrists, I begin to cry.
I’m a pile of dirt that would rather die.


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