V. In Your Heart
Even broken memories will be residues
Can't escape the tears from ooze
It is one hell of an excruciating pain
Wrecked heart creates inevitable flame
Think how to let bygones be bygones
Learn negligence and cease the infatuation
Forgetting is grueling, painful, and tough task
Makes your brain drain that soon will blast
The crux here is still in your heart
Cut the strings between you, two, apart.
