Monday, June 13, 2011

Go Ahead

Go ahead and rip my heart.
I am nothing but your disastrous art.
Show me off and she me proud.
Leave my head up in the clouds
and hear my heartbeat tearing loud.

Go ahead and twist me into pieces.
My body and soul everyday decreases.
Tell me that you love me and lie to my face.
Oh, I thought you wanted the chase?

The game you play, you twist and turn --
every head, every wound, and every burn.
Make us believe that you're in love &
you'll be the only person we ever think of.

Though, that is not the case. We lacked your charm and grace.
Dear heart, don't you cry. You're better off alone, 
rather than being caught in her big web of clever lies.

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