Poisoned Passion

I think I‘ve slightly lost my mind.

But how could I be back on track

While being on your side so blind

And having trouble to hold back.

Your war and peace gave trouble lately.

There’s no way I could make us work.

Somehow you make me feel so deadly

Inside my heart the cold iceberg.

You are indeed my work of art.

The beauty I will not forget.

Besides the fact you’ve broke my heart

You’ll never be my great regret.