The devil on your shoulder

I don’t know what it says for me as a person
That deep down I want to see you hurt
To watch rose thorns press themselves to your skin
Purely so I can ease them out
Press my lips to the wounds and bandage them tight
Some sick sense of loyalty
To say ‘I am still here’ 
After watching you bleed and cry
And this thought so deep inside me
Proves me incapable of love
That I would watch you die
Purely for the honour of leading you to the gates
And welcoming you to the afterlife myself
Saying ‘even now, even in death’
‘I am here, and no one else is’ 
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