I
stare back into my past and wished for a broken heart,
How
then does one who with no heart be broken
I
stare down into blue eyes
To
see tears screaming in my head
Turning
blue to red
Oh!!!
I hear cry of this dead heart
I
grip the frame, hold my gaze
Time
heals they say, but guess the pain remains
For
the dead heart to wail, the trauma always stays
Oh!!!
My only heart is in jail
If
you're the killer, I will happily be murdered was my say
But
you turn out to be an eternal table shaker.
Efe!!!
You imprisoned the heart which you later killed
Used
to be broken. When thy arrow pierced it,
In
for it destroys it
Now
I’m heartless, for my heart is locked up in a strange land cell
Had
I know I will still need the heart, I would have you half
Gave
you all of me and you made it all for you, you're self-centered.
The
heart is not broken but dead
I
became resolute
Turns
to purchase another but so costly, can't afford it
Only
after which I promised to live with no heart through out
But
here comes Efe
The
rebirth of the dead heart
Still
blabbing as it kicks,
Have
gotten a young love
In
place of arrow, Hope this will not use gun
She’s
filling the vacuum on the run
While
I was down ranting for heart
She
gave me a seed of heart
Planted
and watered by herself, Efe my new young love.
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