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Painamols dont heal a broken heart
She remained steadfast
As he stormed out the arteries of her heart
He detached a piece
That completed her soul
The soul that lies curtailed
As the doors swayed mystified...
Seeking meaning to the empty domicile
He detached a piece
That left her soul beyond repair
Her cheeks gave way to streams
Cataracts that floweth deep under her skin
Only tears uttered impudently
What lied cowardly at the tip of her tongue
Vices thrust as she pleads absurdly
Tarnishing her persona carelessly as she remained deliberate
Reviving the love they built
Soul engulfed by pain
As a dosage of painkillers penetrates her body
After they "killed" her
Her "pain" occluded
Painamols don't heal a broken heart
As he stormed out the arteries of her heart
He detached a piece
That completed her soul
The soul that lies curtailed
As the doors swayed mystified...
Seeking meaning to the empty domicile
He detached a piece
That left her soul beyond repair
Her cheeks gave way to streams
Cataracts that floweth deep under her skin
Only tears uttered impudently
What lied cowardly at the tip of her tongue
Vices thrust as she pleads absurdly
Tarnishing her persona carelessly as she remained deliberate
Reviving the love they built
Soul engulfed by pain
As a dosage of painkillers penetrates her body
After they "killed" her
Her "pain" occluded
Painamols don't heal a broken heart
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