The Dying Heart
I wish sun never set
And day never ended
And I was still committing my sin.
I wish, I still bled
And still felt tormented
But numbness is settling in.
Ignoring the pain is becoming so easy
Freezing sences is like a game.
I'd rather break down,
I'd rather stop breathing
For the chance to relight this flame.
The fire in me is slowly dying
Giving way to the cold instead.
I wish, I still burnt and still kept on trying
But my senses are hopelessly dead.
I lay down my sword...No longer deluded
One day we were destined to part.
Forever forsaken, forever excluded
From your life is my dying heart.
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