Songs of love that turned to midnight wailing
the cries of my heart that is perpetually ailing.
Courtesy your poison soaked words of bitter hatred.
memories of sweet nothings, have now faded.
The fairy tale has turned to a horror story,
Love for me, has lost all its glory.
However, my heart continues to forgive,
willing this dead love story to live.
The lies, the betrayal, the inevitable end so tragic,
My heart overlooks it all for you,
What can I do, it is elastic.
It wakes up with amnesia, having forgotten your cruelty
Even the fake promises of love and your duality.
It goes back to loving you just the same,
Goes back to playing this sick little game.
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