Your love were my weakness,
That made me buckle at the knees.
My heart were your treasure,
Which fit your key.
Your lips were my forest,
As I kept losing myself there.
My body was your vehicle,
Which you drove to insanity.
Your hands held the knife,
That I were blind to see.
My clothes soaked the blood,
That rushed faster then adrenaline.
You stood there,
As my heart were ripped in two.
Jan 1, 2015
Jan 1, 2015 at 10:04 PM UTC
Your love were my weakness,
That made me buckle at the knees.
My heart were your treasure,
Which fit your key.
Your lips were my forest,
As I kept losing myself there.
My body was your vehicle,
Which you drove to insanity.
Your hands held the knife,
That I were blind to see.
My clothes soaked the blood,
That rushed faster then adrenaline.
You stood there,
As my heart were ripped in two.