'Tis truly sad when one feels pain
Nevermind that you were questionably insane
My heart was torn, still beating in your hands
Nevermore to the curious eyes shall I dance
The pain is great, and even numbing so
You are the puppet master with much control
Shamefully, love found its way
It was what kept us both perfectly at bay
Still in your hands, my heart beats away
Slowly, my body is withering with each passing day
Soon I shall return to being alive yet not
With emotions of any kind, hell is brought
So this is a lesson so foolishly learned
Becareful with your heart for hell's fire truly does burn
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