Dead Heart

Dead Heart.

In between
The piles.

Ominous,
Hurtful
Lies.

Ensnare
The mind.

Dull,
The senses.

Repetition
Of empty
Words.

Do
The lips
Know
Their Sin.

The writers
Pen does
Flow.

Out of this
Spouts your
Demise.

Demise,
Fall,
Arise,
Lies.

Killing,
Chilling.

Little lambs,
Slaughtered
By a mind.

Pure,
White
Innocence.

Stained,
With
Bloody knife.

Perfect skin,
Demolished,
Scars.

Wound,
Penetrated deep.

From forth
Bloody knife,
Does the lies
Seep.

Pain
Is there.

Sting,
To bear.

Bitter
Alcohol
Applied.

Lies
Unraveled.

Wool
Strings,
Unthreaded.

Light
Poured in,
Blinding eyes.

Truth
Shall be,
The prince
Of darkness'
Demise.

Demise,
No more
Lies.

Can't
Arise,
Fall.

No more
Lies.

Can't
Arise.

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