Dust returns to dust
Pain transforms to lust
The blade of mistrust in my heart you now thrust
Bone hard as stone
Rejected now alone
Away with the wind my love has now flown
The moon now shines faint
A demon now a saint
My once soothing love now a loud screetching hate
My heart about to bust
My hate abruptly rusts
To find a new love now a soul shattering must
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