If our hearts bled together,
Would it keep us form falling a part.
In losing you, I sever
My humanity from my heart.
I darkness and cold, I’ll hold you
Close to me for warming protection’s sake.
We drift to sleep, in loving view,
My dreams turn vivid, restless quake.
With mutilated, dangling blood wound,
I awake to your vengeful desecration.
My heart cries weakly, ill-tuned
Pleas of lustful restoration.
Still, like an unappreciative child,
You toss me beaten and broken.
Laughing in my face, demons wild
Take me with depressant token.
If our hearts bled together,
Would it keep us from falling a part.
In losing you, I sever
My humanity from my heart.
Questioning my addiction
To your false, tarried love,
I find brooding benediction
In slaying every winged dove.
As my blood runs raged degree
And my heart races uncontrolled,
I feel alive and with hatred see
How your veins shall run cold.
To show you supposed future end,
I’ll bring you our true beginning.
With depressant, anger bend
My blade slides without ending.
As warm, tainted liquid bides,
May the end of sorrowful days
Be so sweet, salty taste hides,
As blood from my jagged blade haze.
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