Failure to start are the misadventures of a broken heart.
So far apart I refuse to forget the sound of your heart
Devil in a dress angel in the face, A sight that elevates any man's heart
Fitted form all black, my little thief for a living you steal hearts
No forced entry no violent threats. Pouty lips and sweet nothing unlock the vault around my heart.
Tangible but untouchable you are shapely but shapeless. You break the key off in the lock to a mans heart
Heart strings tug and pulled out of place leave a man in aww watching you play the instrument his heart.
Ashes to ashes dust to dust it lays on the ground behind, you leave a trail of damaged hearts
"No no why" is thought by the mind "thump thump" is felt by the heart
Apogee and joy is how the journey starts. Silence is the final sound of a dying heart.
