So now I go free from star-crossed crucifixion
A broken heart like broken bones leaves me frail
Woe to be crippled by lost loves malediction
This torturous pain I try to belie to no avail
As if into my chest swords were so cruelly cast
A crown of thorns bound tightly round my head
My truest heart beats desperate to outlast
The purging of loves poison that I had fed
But I feel like this sorrow is swiftly killing me
Like I'm being pulled and torn from within
By Nightmares born from my sweet reverie
And devils oh so eager to punish my sin
Aug 16, 2022
Aug 16, 2022 at 2:05 AM UTC
So now I go free from star-crossed crucifixion
A broken heart like broken bones leaves me frail
Woe to be crippled by lost loves malediction
This torturous pain I try to belie to no avail
As if into my chest swords were so cruelly cast
A crown of thorns bound tightly round my head
My truest heart beats desperate to outlast
The purging of loves poison that I had fed
But I feel like this sorrow is swiftly killing me
Like I'm being pulled and torn from within
By Nightmares born from my sweet reverie
And devils oh so eager to punish my sin
And then only a few weeks later he and my friend started talking they asked my permission because they didn't want me hurt and what was I supposed to do tell them no?
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