Feel free to be a man

and like me 

if you can 
 Feel free to ship my mind
Make me the maid
Don’t you be so  blind 
 Feel free to drink my blood
And give the hounor
Of the one who could  
Feel free to be sublime
To carve the knives 
And drink more whine

Feel free to let me go

In the morning
When light show 
 Feel free to part
And leave me with 
A bleeding heart 
 But don’t you leave
You sacred life
Out of my hands

Without that knife

by MiniDing  

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