Dead To You

Disembowel me  
make a hangman's noose    
out of my innards    
hang me from    
the highest tree    
let the crows pick out my eyes    
so that I can no longer see    
that you are slowly slipping away    
gouge out my heart and place it on a stake    
for all to laugh at    
my passion for you burns bright    
your feelings for me dead  
i'm playing the fool    
cut off my head    
my dying mouth will still sing of my love    
falling on deaf ears    
not stimulating you    
I fail to ignite your lust    
hurting without you here    
disemboweled, hung and beheaded    
I still feel you
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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