I opened my heart for all to be seen
an overwrought shadow of a former once me
beaten, bruised with a spirit so low
hanging as the leaves of a weeping willow
What wrong,I had shown, was cut ever more
For showing the hurt
kept in most others, special draw.
"your pathetic", "so bloody weak"
cruel to the worst
Nor can I bury the love that I seek
worthless fool for caring too much
a love in a tangle of passion and lust
death of the purest sweetened divine
beauty so special once, is not mine
oh wicked, cruel fate of worldly unjust
release my trapped soul, cast my body as dust
forgive me for being pitiful, if you can
a pathetic, broken excuse of a man
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