Murder
We've lost it all,
our love is gone.
You said one day it couldn't be replaced,
you said we'd forever be
and now i've caused all this disgrace
I'm cursed with nothing, but that's the fee-
for stealing the eyes of a virgin heart, ripping my insides apart,
i'm a villain to you.
I'm cursed,
blessed that you consider hearing me out
after this roller coaster flew off the tracks
It's ironic how,
The moment I need you,
your a million miles away
subliminally screwing with my head, throwing knives at my vulnerability
as I fall to the ground silently with a splatter.
And the knives rip my heart as it caress the floor,
and all I could tell you was that
I still loved you,
but you turned your back and ran away.
Copyright © Sarah Casey | Year Posted 2011
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