(I traced an outline)
I'm just a closed door
(You filled it in)
You never asked for anything more.
...
But then it stops,
Helping but hurting,
Never beginning,
But always ending...
...
For one can't win,
For one can't succeed,
For one can't love,
For one can't be.
...
And as it raises,
Ever higher,
Seemingly forever,
A misfit and a hope...
...
Disillusionment, a charm,
Working it's way
Through our chambered hearts,
Falling into despair.
...
As the blood drops from the blade,
I taste victory
As the blade's pursed lips
Pass through another cold heart.
...
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Unfinished
(I traced an outline)
I'm just a closed door
(You filled it in)
You never asked for anything more.
You filled me with lies
Cut out my beating heart
Now we watch as the fire dies
Now we drift apart.
But right in front of you
Dangles the key
Back to what we knew
Only you can set me free