He's not mine.

by Tapainga
(United States)

I love him...he loves her. I shed blood for him. I still bleed for him. I cut off chunks of my skin...
for him.

But he's in love with her. You can bleed
away your pain. I can't, my pain stays with me, inside and out of me.

It doesn't hurt, I'm not afraid...afraid of death.
Death is going to catch up with me. And you.