bless thy heart,
thy soul of a broken art,
treachery kept them apart.

for the love i seek,
was only a meek,
its proclivity was of a tainted creek.

Hear that noise?
What noise?
That lovely voice.

it's calling me,
but i cannot see,
yet it became my melody.

oh, a tremendous conspiracy,
fooled by the one i held dearly,
the voice - darkness suddenly felt nifty.

and so i shall live,
and so i shall dive,
to a love he had deprived.

when all is well,
no one can tell,
for how badly i fell.

glad, i didn't die,
tho devoured with your lie,
yet, no, you can't make me cry.