My broken heart is bleeding dry by your dark void
You have dropped me with a broken heart that will never heal 
My beating core is in your pale hands, I wish that I had avoid 
You have my heart that you are going to slowly peel

You have my heart and I am so in pain 
You leave me with a torn soul that tortured by your amazing voice 
That ricocheting through out my bones and my veins 
My body is an empty shell, I am suffering but there is no other choice 

All your pain but I am ready obsessed with you 
Your heart is sucking my life out of my fragile body 
Every single person is asking me for a name for, who?
Doesn’t matter what I say or do, I am just greedy

I want you and your love, that I will gladly accept your suffering 
This might be the best and the last seconds of my life 
All of my feelings and love for you are quietly gathering 
Whilst you slowly slit my neck with your knife 

  • Author: 4wheels (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 30th, 2024 06:10
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