Mafioso Heart

So this is my cross to carry

Love to the bitter,bloody end.

No really.

Once you’re in… you’re in.

There’s no getting away.

Only death can stop it.

For you.

So I try to choose wisely.

Careful who I let in.

Are you saline or hemlock ?

I ask because you are in the blood of me.

In my cells

So treat me well.

I hear a crow in the distance.

And I wonder what it means?

Caw. Caw. Caw.

Rain. Pain. Rain.

(C) Slumpless

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