Their Black Hearts
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All the traps were set, from the jealous people in my life
Still trying to fight all the battles of their unwanted strife
All the things I have to lose, as I'm made to take the fall
Because have we all not met before, so jealous if I recall
I am still visiting the graves of loved ones who fell before
Now I'm back to fight for them, as even the bloody score
All died from your jealousy; under an accidental disguise
With all their deaths forever noted by all the judges wise
Staying put to calm your jealous heart, it's all but a farce
As all it did was fuel the jealously within your black heart
You still killed the ones I loved so you could rest assured
Not once questioning the pains, that for you we endured
Survival of the fittest, as with all of your righteous rights
As I’m left creeping upon you all in your sleepless nights
Repeat . . .
You still killed the ones I loved so you could rest assured
Not once questioning the pains, that for you we endured
Survival of the fittest, as with all of your righteous rights
As I’m left creeping upon you all in your sleepless nights
Copyright © Indiana Shaw | Year Posted 2020
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