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Heartless, Am I?
No,
Does my tears,
have value waste,
as my shape
worsen at the ring
of your name.
Fate,
that never ceases,
wonders,
as I slaughter the
lies
that found it's way
out of your mouth,
but yet,
heartless, am I?
If after
it's over,
I feel satisfied,
magnified by
the moon, the glow.
the blood, the gore,
the scene bestowed,
and I smile.
Heartless, am I?
If I taste,
inhale,
the smell,
which sails,
in the nightly
atmosphere.
Your spiritual essence,
absent,
your presence,
by the makings of my
tied, hands,
but 'heartless' am I?
For empty
was not,
the shell of my heart.
The emotion that
swell inside
for you.
My love had failed,
I went stark insane,
with the love that
I held,
and let it all pour out.
I hold you now,
in my arm tonight,
forever you are mine.
But yet you say,
Heartless am I?
NO,
Heartless, I am Not!
Does my tears,
have value waste,
as my shape
worsen at the ring
of your name.
Fate,
that never ceases,
wonders,
as I slaughter the
lies
that found it's way
out of your mouth,
but yet,
heartless, am I?
If after
it's over,
I feel satisfied,
magnified by
the moon, the glow.
the blood, the gore,
the scene bestowed,
and I smile.
Heartless, am I?
If I taste,
inhale,
the smell,
which sails,
in the nightly
atmosphere.
Your spiritual essence,
absent,
your presence,
by the makings of my
tied, hands,
but 'heartless' am I?
For empty
was not,
the shell of my heart.
The emotion that
swell inside
for you.
My love had failed,
I went stark insane,
with the love that
I held,
and let it all pour out.
I hold you now,
in my arm tonight,
forever you are mine.
But yet you say,
Heartless am I?
NO,
Heartless, I am Not!
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