The Merry-Go-Round Melody - Poem by Razorblade Kiss
One time you told me you loved me
But then the next time you told me you wished me to die
And so goes the merry-go-round we call our love
How you could treat me this way I do not know,
Because you always said that you loved me so.
Now the sea envies the tears that I weep, for the puddles of them all are greater then it.
Volcanoes jealously erupt because my blood flows thicker then its lava
Storm clouds rage louder then ever, but my screams are still louder then the loudest thunder.
The earth breaks apart, trying to out do the break in my heart.
All this because you have finally shut me out of you life for good.
No longer will our fights continue
No longer will you tell me that you love me, and then take it back without warning
No longer will you comfort me only to then push me away
Our merry-go-round has stopped
And your life will forfeit the price to strip it apart piece by piece
The sea will come and swallow you whole,
Volcano spewed lava will burn you before it even touches your skin
Lightning will strike you dead, from where you stand
The earth will swallow you whole, while you sleep.
Yes the merry-go-round may be stopped and the ground has been deserted,
But the music plays on as it takes one last spin.
To play its song as they carry your limp body to hell.
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