Heartfamine I: Infinite Love, Contained by decrepify, literature
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Heartfamine I: Infinite Love, Contained
Dearest Universe
it had told me that the nectar i have bathed in
will convert to poison from power of her uncertainty
what was a shared fairytale is now only yours
and any remains of your power is a beautiful truth
to her mannequins she's taken to fill the love
you... (You! Gave! Her!)
so child, sweet and broken child
hold the letters (Her promise)
love the drawings (Her visions)
cherish the mementos (The past life)
of life worth living, worth loving (Yet left to die)
Within me
My Sufferer put down his bottle of poison
he talked to me with confidence
with tears in all planes of conscience
a suit of blood and clipped wings
he never wanted t
Sea or sky, it's beautiful in sweetest night
drifting on love's eternal waves, let my heart take flight
Sweet stars they mirror,
my precious dreams
Oh, Angel
Sweetheart Angel, black angel wings
Oh, Angel,
Sweetheart Angel, black angel wings
Living life a day at a time and a heart so strong
Not a common soul who knew it's love under her veil
They shadow their intent with their innocent smiles
Shelter away from this place, it's my heart she will find
It's my heart she will find
It's my heart
It's my heart
I'll take her away for now...
Away for now
Away for now
(She's the only one I'll take away)
(The only one I'll take)
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Queen's Knight to Mercenary
Life...
Destiny.
Fate.
If any of you beings have brought me,
the most amazing woman to ever live...
One to place a crown of jewels upon,
her beautiful head...
A golden throne,
for me to kneel before her...
And my heart,
as she is the very embodiment of my love...
I'll swear my allegiance to her,
as queen of my love,
goddess for my world,
my heart to pulse life,
in my veins.
I'd never want to be a king to her queen,
but be king of her heart.
I'd hold her love,
her power,
touched between the tender skin of mine,
above the bondage,
tethers and layers of metal,
pure and ravened armor.
Live by the sword by sunrise,
kne
I have been living in great turmoil,
punished for my own doing.
Living the soul of a killer,
slaying who stands within my path.
Consuming the blood,
tasting the crimson fluid,
caressing my lips.
Bliss flows throughout my veins,
but yet...
I hurt from within.
For I don't want to kill no longer...
The repetitive action of someone dying,
but yet so many unique,
numerous ways to kill one.
I don't want to resort to manslaughter no more...
You see me smile,
a grim smile,
in darkest night,
but for what you see is corrupt.
You see my piercing fangs,
coated with the ruby color of blood,
but to me...?
I just taste nothing bu
Love is so cruel.
Cruel in so many of its profound...
Countless...
Heartless ways.
For the one who wielded my love,
like an almighty sword,
stroke at me and has slain me.
I was betrayed,
by the one I loved...
The one I trusted,
cherished...
and would sacrifice my life to.
Not one emotion,
nor compassionate feeling,
sorrow,
or sympathy...
Did possess her ruthless heart.
I am nothing now.
Nothing but the ghostly wisp of the wind.
A soul,
that has drifted from my bleeding corpse.
But I am still alive.
I'm given a purpose.
To retaliate with a vengeance.
Despite you deserting me,
you left me with only my pain...
My
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It makes me wonder...
Wonder why,
I'm not as great as people tell me,
that I am.
It makes me wonder...
Are they lying to me?
Are they doing this,
just to fill my mind with deception,
lies born to deceive me?
Or just to prevent the sight of me,
breaking into tears,
if they speak of the possible truth?
People back away,
not having the intention to know me,
or to love me for who I am.
They leave me alone...
And it grows on me.
The thought that nobody likes me.
It makes me visualize...
I'm left in the rain.
I sit inanimate in a puddle,
letting the rain sicken me,
letting the rain drown me...
Endless tears of rain,
slidin
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I'm gulity for everything.
I'm gulity for knowing you,
guilty for ever talking to you.
I'm gulity for remembering you,
gulity for hating you.
For everything I say,
comes to haunt me later.
It comes to my mind,
torturing me mentally...
Emotionally.
Killing my heart,
to a slow,
painful death.
It makes me cry,
because I loved you so much.
All the times we shared,
even when we were the best of friends.
I treasure them forever.
We were close friends,
we always looked out for one another.
But then you turned different.
You became corrupt.
It broke my heart into thousa
Don't mind me.
I try to let you see me smile.
To be optimistic...
To care for you,
when I see you crying.
But whenever I'm not around you,
I sit bleeding in a dark corner.
Crying in my echo,
that you cannot hear.
Slitting my wrists to free the sorrowful blood,
to feel the physical pain,
that you do not express your love to me.
Have I done something wrong?
Have I not done enough for you...?
I just want a place in your heart,
ensuring that you appreciate what I do for you.
But I can't see that.
You just go forward with your life,
expressing your love to others,
that may not have even done half of the amount,
o
When depression takes you over,
it sends you your way to death.
But the pace of life goes so fast,
you don't know when the sudden end of death,
will appear.
Where it's life,
that makes you feel all of this.
It kills your bliss and joy.
I lost my happiness long ago.
So I always wallow in my pure despair...
Because I have been betrayed by so many...
They told me to die.
They've spoken it to me by throwing their knives at me.
And its been killing my self-esteem slowly...
Slowly...
Until I have come up with the thought,
that I should do so...
But not yet,
am I dead,
but dead inside.
For it's life's ways,
and the actions o