Love is just a lie,
Shackled and chained,
We cry as the bloody tears,
Drip down,
Our black and broken hearts,
Gasping for light,
Forever falling,
Into a darkness,
That cannot be explained,
Now as we lie,
Lifeless and empty,
A curse upon our soul,
Never to be awakened
From our deep slumber,
And now,
Another is wounded,
For another love,
Another lie.
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