I have a "Stark" heart
Yes
That's true.
It only got stark when I thought about you
It was dark before
I don't deny
But stark and empty is a result of your lies.
Games people play is part of life
One shouldn't play armed with a knife.
Your touch is divine
Blood mixed with fine wine
I'm beginning to see
This is not our time.
The price is to high
May I pay with my soul,
Or is it to old?
You liked it one day, for a short while.
You seemed happy
when you saw me smile.
So put a notch on your belt
You win again
You've taught one more girl
Not to trust men
Jun 25, 2017
Jun 25, 2017 at 3:34 PM UTC
I have a "Stark" heart
Yes
That's true.
It only got stark when I thought about you
It was dark before
I don't deny
But stark and empty is a result of your lies.
Games people play is part of life
One shouldn't play armed with a knife.
Your touch is divine
Blood mixed with fine wine
I'm beginning to see
This is not our time.
The price is to high
May I pay with my soul,
Or is it to old?
You liked it one day, for a short while.
You seemed happy
when you saw me smile.
So put a notch on your belt
You win again
You've taught one more girl
Not to trust men
The age old story. Boy wants girl. Boy gets girl. Boy decides he doesn't really want girl after all.
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