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I bleed a drop of blood everyday i am without her
ever since she left she left a hole and with
nothing or no one to fill the wound i will bleed my very
last drop of blood until i am no more but without her
i am no more anyway and i have little hopes but death
but with every waking hour brings my closer
closer to what i never hope to come to
release my blood in a pool never move until
she is true but for now my blood is left to
witches brew i cry why cry but i must all
fluids drained a little of my body left
leave me to dream my never ending dream
where i hold her hand and she mine
with the same kindness i feel for her