Join me as I throw crippled hands and lost feet into the forlorn air.
Join me as I sing a song of torture with my lips
Cracked and pierced by a burning love, pitiably sour.

Now that just a single eye leaks
Now that none of my eyes leak
Only my damaged heart, carressing pain and sadness gently.
Sing with me in a chorus “We are victims”

An unknown person has held our hands and feet with bounds.
We wriggle in pain.
This pain has consumed us all over
We ache all over
We lost touch with each other.
What has made a detestable mess of our loving hearts.

I see in your eyes how much sadness I have caused you
Each sob sends a million painful shiver down my spine
Each cold stare reminds me of my weakness and faults.

Truly, you think I am the Demon
Truly, I think you are the wicked wizard
But baby, before it is too late..
Take just one step closer
Closer to my heart….
You would see that we are both innocent.

That we are victims trapped in a burning lake.
Even every wrong action demonstrates how much we love each other,
How much we are willing to hold on.
We have reached several bitter ends and have started over again.
The problem is not love.
It is not you and it is not me.
It is a strange and annoying force that keeps screaming. . .
“Too complicated”

I never want to realize that it was never meant to be.
This is our blues and I want to be trapped in it with you forever.
Yet my pierced heart clamours for freedom and happiness.
We are chained lovers…..

As much as it hurts and torments.
There is a feeling of safety that I am trapped in this choking love chain with you.
Look closer baby, I have seen it.
Our sweetsour love cries not because of me, not because of you.
But because of a dark something that lurks around our screaming hearts.
Still... Lots of love.

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This work is 100% fiction

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