Grief!
The coldest heart
The warmest smile
How could I find comfort
In a creature so vile?
It lured me in
and I locked the door
It bleed me dry
Till I had no more
It cut me up
Tore me apart
Then burnt the pieces
Of my broken heart
Yet I think I loved it
I'll say It's true
Before denial turns
my Brown eyes blue
Copyright © Arcene Janvier | Year Posted 2010
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