Her strange destitute chokes her slowly
Rapping her in sheets of regret and anger...

Fear not my raptured face
Or my wounds digressed with blood...

Luminously I sealed my love
inside a shattered heart...

I never Knew Of True Love
Until I Saw Your Face...

I Photographed a Frame Of You
Your Finger painted Smile...

The Gun Stitched Within My Hand
With Thread That You Have Sewed...

Fracturing My Tortured Soul
With Lies She Dared To Speak...

A Poem Without Meaning Has No Substance
A Poem Without Substance Has No Flavor...

Wrap Me Up In Your Lies
I Swear I'll Count Them True...

Sewing His Hand To Mine
Lies Ripped Away The Seams...

In Negligence To Protect
He Manipulates My Soul...

Hateful Glares And Vicious Words
I Know Are Now In Order...