Taken

I’ve bitten 
My nails down 
Til they bled
The taste of blood
Like a sacrament,
And my heart screams 
A mantra: 
I’m alive, I’m alive, I’m alive,
And you’re eleven days 
Dead.
There’s a tomb 
Within each thought 
A clock within each 
Memory 
Ticking ever down 
To the last day. 
And the taken stay 
Taken
No matter how
Your heart begs

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