Bleeding Heart
Bleeding Heart
Choose life, suicide; born free, running wild.
Let down, picked up, never learned how to love.
You will always be my Queen; you will always have my heart.
Let your love bleed into me and I will tear it apart.
Here she comes in angel wings;
Covering me in her empathy.
I feel her love entrapping me;
Locked away inside her heart, I am finally free.
Free from the search of a true love that will last forever;
At last accepting love is temporary and at some point love will sever.
Severely love is ripped from my hands,
As she casts a glance at another man.
My bleeding heart lies there on the floor,
It is beaten, it is broken; it is in love no more.
Love will not last forever and some day it will fade,
But if you have it, hold onto it like it’s the key to your grave.
Because love will release you from the fear of death…
But love will bring your end, when you have nothing left.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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