Shot in the Heart by Pachelbel's Canon

She’s the fierce fuel to my ferocious fire and I’m the noxious oxygen to her precious breath

The sinful smell of her poisonous perfume continuously causes me to forever forfeit and fall into her claustrophobic cage and faint

The birth of our benevolent bond will result in my heart’s horrible and premature death

I never said I was an innocent angel, but she is surely something very far from a saint



Place the venomous veil upon her frigid face to conceal the wicked witch

My guardian angel fretfully fled and all the priests persisted to prohibit this polluted plan

Cupid’s golden bow must have been under her serpentine spell and therefore caused some sort of a gruesome and grotesque glitch

My own friends failed to RSVP but Lucifer deviously decided to be my best man



I forge my vows and promise counterfeit commitment as I wave “farewell” to forever

Thunder tragically trembles and lighting lividly lashes as the storm clouds amalgamate and splash gray paint in a sky once so beautiful and blue

Like a lone wolf, I scream the silent sound of surrender as the stitches once suffocating the separation between our souls start to sever

I sell my soul to Satan as I place the rusty ring on her feeble finger and whisper “I do”



I wave a white flag in my mind and shed a subtle tear as the enemy stylishly stands by my unstable side

Out of my mouth spills a three worded lie and out of my back I rip out the narcissistic knife

The Devil hypnotizes me with his evil eyes and hisses, “You may now kiss the bride”

I pull the bloodstained bullet out of my chest as I plant my Machiavellian mouth on the luscious lips of my future ex-wife

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