Monday, May 30, 2011

She Will Break You.

Her art is to break you.
Her mouth bleed words --
words, that are consistently untrue.

She will never set you free.
She'l leave your heart in misery
with a beaming smile upon her face.

Your beating heart is her toy.
Her plot is to simply destroy.
She doesn't unravel. She never does.

She hides behind that mask she calls her face.
Tearing you a part without a sound, your
heart she will misplace.

Its a toy, only a toy for her.
It means nothing, nothing to her.
Yet, she fell in love knowing
all this.Yet, she fell in love
without a sound, without
a drop, without a tear
in her beating heart.

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