The pain of leaving you is creeping in,
Am I detoxing the opiates in your skin?
My fractured heart is in its mould
Held together with hopes turned cold.
The time will come for it to thaw
And expose the damage from a love so flawed.
As it crumbles it will take its bow,
For it's only to blame for the state it's in now.
Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 4:13 PM UTC
The pain of leaving you is creeping in,
Am I detoxing the opiates in your skin?
My fractured heart is in its mould
Held together with hopes turned cold.
The time will come for it to thaw
And expose the damage from a love so flawed.
As it crumbles it will take its bow,
For it's only to blame for the state it's in now.
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