The Eternal Damnation

Oh dear lord! Let her cry a million tears of molten gold Until the earth consumes , in her bosoms, her faltered soul. Flames getting high as they could But clustered within great despair Was the heart that couldn't move She felt the earth crush beneath her feet As the crevices shattered Broken beyond repair The moment had come For the reckoning The numb creature loomed over it Rushed to provide it some shelter But it would not be subdued The freedom was now it's only refuge Neither the being Nor the heart Could conjure up some solace One , cause it hadn't the heart The other , as it wasn't supposed to.