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Your magical thing

What is blood really

But it sits inside our veins

It looks blue

Until we cut the vein

Then it is red

And then what

Well that is our life blood

Breathe

Take one in

Push it out

We exist because there is life blood

And this life blood has 100 watt energy per hour

You

I speak to you alone

You sit there with 100 watts of energy spouting out of you

What do you do?

With your magical thing?

Intruder

When I kiss your lips

My force can suck them dry

But they don’t dry

Because you are giving you

Without a shame

I am too

So I know we are playing the same game

You are not mine

I am not yours

But we are each other’s

This each other

Could make another

But no

Stop

Lets stop, slow down this thing

Let’s not make another

If you don’t love me

I don’t love you too

Go back to your dry

I will not think again about you