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The Darkened love
The golden heart is the love of a spell
The one you call upon when you are held
Like such
You walk in the park
Only to see a dark forest overhead
One kiss upon the cheek ad all of sudden you think I am yours
Even though I say I am not
You call out to me when I am near
And get angry when I ignore
How is well
How is this you say love
I am no ordinary person
I look to life as a value
And see eyes darkened holes to your face
When I listen to the lies fly out of your mouth
I count them while I sleep
Wrapped around your arms
Like darkened angels bleeding upon my head
And scream through the sheets that were once on my bed
You tell me I am a monster
I steer you wrong once more
I am an angel looked at for my depression
I can fake but that doesn’t make me fake
I see you and all I see are these sinister horns upon your head
Come to me in my dreams
And make them nightmares once more
You whisper while I sleep about the trials you call life
And hope that I will soon listen
But only you can know that truth
I feel hurt and beaten to a bloody pulp
Only to know that it was a dream
A dream of your eyes
Your snow white skin
And the cold breaths you breathe upon my neck
Kiss me once more
Tell me a story of how you love me
And hope I wake
Only to love you more
I fear of this place
Of the walk you once took
You hope to walk with me tomorrow and the rest of your life
But what if you bleed me dry and I cannot wake up tomorrow
Are you a monster or am I
In my eyes I am
In others I am the one they call the monster
Hold me and look me in the eyes
As I lay dying on the floor
The one you call upon when you are held
Like such
You walk in the park
Only to see a dark forest overhead
One kiss upon the cheek ad all of sudden you think I am yours
Even though I say I am not
You call out to me when I am near
And get angry when I ignore
How is well
How is this you say love
I am no ordinary person
I look to life as a value
And see eyes darkened holes to your face
When I listen to the lies fly out of your mouth
I count them while I sleep
Wrapped around your arms
Like darkened angels bleeding upon my head
And scream through the sheets that were once on my bed
You tell me I am a monster
I steer you wrong once more
I am an angel looked at for my depression
I can fake but that doesn’t make me fake
I see you and all I see are these sinister horns upon your head
Come to me in my dreams
And make them nightmares once more
You whisper while I sleep about the trials you call life
And hope that I will soon listen
But only you can know that truth
I feel hurt and beaten to a bloody pulp
Only to know that it was a dream
A dream of your eyes
Your snow white skin
And the cold breaths you breathe upon my neck
Kiss me once more
Tell me a story of how you love me
And hope I wake
Only to love you more
I fear of this place
Of the walk you once took
You hope to walk with me tomorrow and the rest of your life
But what if you bleed me dry and I cannot wake up tomorrow
Are you a monster or am I
In my eyes I am
In others I am the one they call the monster
Hold me and look me in the eyes
As I lay dying on the floor
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