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I'll read you my poems
But not your eulogy,
Like the Lovers of Valdaro,
we'll make history.
I'll buy you a lighter
to smoke your cigarette,
But I'll hide the rest of them
in covered pockets.
I'll catch all your tears
and hug you warm,
But I won't be there
To sing your death song.
I'll steal all your blades,
Just like your heart
No, I don't want
Even death to do us part.
Tell me your sins
And show me your scars,
Don't say you love death
More than you love us.

I'll break my knees for you,
"Live for me," I'll beg
Do you know what it's like
To love someone who says
"I don't want to live,
I'm too depressed,"?
How do you watch them live
For anyone but themselves?
Darling, I can do it
I'll cook your favourite food
I'll bring you everything
And I don't mean to be rude
But don't you see the wrinkles
On my face from worry?
Don't you see the bags of sad
My eyes carry?
Dying is easy, living is arduous
I know it's selfish of me to ask all this.

But won't you do the same for me, my love?
Won't you try to love me a little more because
"What if you just stayed for me-for us?"

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