It's forsaken,
what beats inside my chest;
Do not ask of me
to let you in.
Do not ask of me
to wear it on my sleeves,
to let the words bleed
and let it grieve.
Do not ask of me
the flowers I cherished,
Do not ask of me
of warmth that has perished.
Do not ask of me
of my starless sea,
Do not ask of me
to let you in.
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For the moment you leave,
abandon and deceive,
I would lose my mind,
and forfeit my breath.
#Atuneofbrokenhearts
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