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.