The days grow darker without love
It dissipates from my grasp like the sunset on the horizon
The earth turns cold and the wind jabs ice
Making me fall to the ground
I look of what is left of me, arms beaten and bruised, legs mangled and bleeding, head cracked open
My chest cut open with the veins of my heart exposed.
All this hurt,this torture, was for love.
The story is painful for each part
Arms I got beaten from lies and false affection.
Legs mangled from trying to move on then being punished for it.
Head cracked open from well being a fool letting love into me when I am not healed and well.
Now my chest cut open from giving into well stupidity and clumsy me.
Should just learn my lesson?
Or go back for more?
~Sabrina Black
Making me fall to the ground
I look of what is left of me, arms beaten and bruised, legs mangled and bleeding, head cracked open
My chest cut open with the veins of my heart exposed.
All this hurt,this torture, was for love.
The story is painful for each part
Arms I got beaten from lies and false affection.
Legs mangled from trying to move on then being punished for it.
Head cracked open from well being a fool letting love into me when I am not healed and well.
Now my chest cut open from giving into well stupidity and clumsy me.
Should just learn my lesson?
Or go back for more?
~Sabrina Black
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