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this heart rending pain is all I feel

I cant prove that anything is real

my mind is speeding past me

my heart has died and you cant see

its all for you, the things I do

I feel nothing new, the feelings are so few

I just cant get you out of my head

its like your in me till im dead

and if that’s what it would take to get you back

then ill die and be like jack

a skeleton king among the dead

a skeleton king who has bled

the blood of sorrow, the blood of hurt

the blood that leaked down on his shirt

a king with no crown, a king to wear a frown

a king who has fallen down, a king who has lost the gown

of his queen, but the queen abdicated the throne

and the king is not yet grown

the king has not yet realized, that the queen is not coming back

he cant seem to realize just what it is he lacks

he sees his queen as she walks away, he asks her if she’s returning

she says that her heart is burning, with desire and a yearning

to be the one to take the throne, but in the end shed be alone

or she'd end up a drone, just reaping what is sown

her mouth it says these heartfelt words, but all he hears is the funeral dirge