HE CUT MY HEART IN TWO
AND I BLED GOLD
IT WAS MY LOVE FOR HIM
LOVE THAT WAS DRIPPING
THAT HE COLLECTED

AND HE HARVESTED MY EMOTIONS
AND TURNED IT INTO A PIECE OF ART
A PRICELESS JEWELRY
A PART OF ME MADE ALIVE
BY HIM
BY THE SAME PERSON WHO KILLED ME
BY THE SAME PERSON THAT I LOVED SO MUCH
THAT MY HEART
PUMPED OUT GLITTERING
AND SHINING WONDERS EVEN
WHEN IT WAS RIPPED APART

ONLY TO FIND OUT
THAT THE NECKLACE WAS NOT FOR ME
BUT FOR ANOTHER
ANOTHER HEART
THAT WAS NOT YET BROKEN INTO TWO