Two Bleeding Hearts Joined in Convent

Two Bleeding Hearts Joined in Convent

Held ever so close to my whimpering heart
Until death makes amends and does is part

A death that does not dare contain
A love so deep, renewed by pain

A ring that has turned to rust
on a finger thats turned to dust

A distant memory of forgotten feeling
for someone that hasn't even been living

A prayer stretched forth from a heart that cannot lie
Forever remaining inside, where you will never die.