your lover is lovely;
pretty as the blood red roses
she has planted on your dark heart
she is an exquisite one;
makes you feel things you've
never felt before
she fills the hollowness in you;
she makes your heart
a sun worth of bright
your lover is a heartbreaker;
with a heart just as hollow as
yours once was
and she is still
a heartbreaker
with a hollow heart
I am sorry.
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