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Memories gone to waste, with lots of tears ahead..
Be careful from the ones who play around with your pure heart he said
Be careful oh sweet princess of mine, and he broke her heart instead
To him, She ran away from the spikes and thorns
that had her tied from since she was born
He had known, that little kid of beast,
that she wanted her soul entwined to his till peace
but his heart was black and made of tar and stones
That made her aches reach down to her bones
fantasies and dreams he once had sold
were nothing but lies and broken promises she now holds
she couldn't but feel her heart pound so hard with pain
as if it wanted to escape what was now in vain
"Give me mercy and take me now my lord" she cried and cried, and eventually yawned
Make this sleep an eternity of rest,
let me flee from the hate I now possess..
Still that ray of sun the morning gifted
stroke her eyes from a dream, that she never lived it
She wakes up ever so tired to open her eyes and with all regret she prayed, it was still very quiet ,
Oh God.. I want him here..I miss his eyes, his nose, his lips.. I miss his voice, his arms, and his kiss.. I loath him so.. I wish for another breath...Let him breathe into me now.. And let me savor his breath in me.. So let it be my last.. My Lord...With a last good day, a good night remains, let the rain shed my tears for a better day and sounder deeds, a tear for a drop for an easier tomorrow.. a promise to my heart to heal its sorrow..