There's a tune that only plays when my heart bleeds
when a heart thief parts these heartbeats from it's heart beat
when the blood from my arteries, thuds onto the charred seeds and from those, rose an art tree.
when my emotions are worn & weary
but you, you are just an Aries
You—
have treated me too harshly
you do not get to come near me.
You do not get to hear these.
