My beating heart

Blame me for the havoc you caused
I laugh at the thought
Think you have won the battle inside
Look once again
Wonder who holds my beating heart now
A pleasure denied for eternity
I pity you, a hateful demise
A sigh of relief as I slip in my bed
Your soul will rot slowly
Your guilt will press firm
As I drift in to dream
Vanished to nothing
No trace to find
Evil and satisfied

The End

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