I'm your second best...when I made you my first,
You wanted my heart, I glady gave it to you,
I couldn't have been happier, till you crushed it in your palm,
a tempting mistress of desires,
You left me lost without a heart,
Im cold, no love could ever bring it back,
Its forever yours,
No one can take something alread taken,
You hold it clenched within your hand, Squeezing it ever so tightly,
Never loosening your grip, I'm your toy, to do as you please,
Foolish love, The cost monumental, But I've given it to you for free.
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