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He Was In Love

Every drop shed
Tear, blood, foetus,
He was in love

Every broken bone
Or eye or skin or heart
He was in love

Every weapon used
Metal and wood and fists
He was in love

Even when it's too late
She's on the floor, pale hands reaching out
Heart stopped, light gone
He didn't mean it, really
Couldn't control it
She brought it on
He was in love.
Written by Marchioness
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