To lone hearts and broken spears
Eyes closed mouth agape
Stuttering, shuddered in fear.

What are you doing here?
Joyous hints
Plain love in blue skies
Coughed a pure tremor
In his humor, tasteless
But I ain't no judge.
Wide smiles tore my heart
Nothing but a butter knife
Sweet but swelled.

Release my hand.
For the heart is all I had.
But lies was what I gave.