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Bleeding Heart
Draped in lustful fire
This is the hearts desire
Is it wrong or is it right?
These lonely hearts still beating in the night
For years that seemed like centuries
He walked alone, through bitterness
Laden with sorrow and envy's
Grown from a twisted chrysalis
Every day within his chest
A bleeding heart bled to protest
The pangs of hunger screaming from his soul
He needed not to turn
And see the couples in charades
This set his heart to burn
And pride fell beneath the blade
And I don't care what your named
Because to me it's all the same
I don't care for injury or games
I've been so long with lonely tears
That pain is just a souvenir
Beautiful stranger
Let me look into your eyes
The door to this bleeding heart
Is opened wide to anyone
Take what you will, and then depart
Or stay and soothe the desperate despair
