to LOVE;

There's a part of me that dies when you turn away your eyes.

I'm alive but not inside.

And you know all I wanted was your love,

but you left me high and dry.

You're the part of me that died my darling.

Now that I'm dead to you dear,

you can slip those bullets back in your lips where they seethe.

You were the one to gun our love straight down like a stone in a river.

You shot your favorite enemy.

Watch me bleed.