The Sleeveless Heart

A deep impression it's made Soaked in red, never to fade Drips down my arm and onto my leg A price said now fully paid True blue it once was Sounds of a drum make my ears buzz Scars show from all of my loves With no reasoning, just because Be gentle with this frail thing Cut it out and it will no longer sing Ruled once by his majesty the king Held on now by nothing now but a string I wear it here to show my curse No pain to gain, nothing could be worse But true I stand, still to myself No fortune to gain, only my own self wealth.