Happy To Die Without Love
The architechture of love has tore down my design
She has destroyed the building of my emotions
and the color of the my heart is blackened with time
The emptiness over powers my will to live and breathe
and the hollow vessels that lead to my broken heart are as calm as a frozen sea
The blood that flows through my viens are as cold as liquid ice,
giving the reigns to the reaper i'd gladly pay the price
Copyright © John Castro | Year Posted 2011
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