It's Him

by Broken Soul   Sep 4, 2005


He's blind to my love
He sees not but her.
Jealousy, rage!
He breathes insightful but exhales deceit. Why, How?
He sees that I care
But not such depth
His eyes bind her
Lieing beneath the castle walls oneself does cry
Bound myself.
Slash, Drip.
He worries, and wonders WHY?
Cannot tell that it's him
Causing my reckless destruction
Sees only what he wants to
There's no relief when with him
And no such thought when parted
The web we're stuck in binds us
Though we're late for reality
And love it locked way forever
In a box deep inside my fire.

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Copyright of Charlotte DeMocker

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