The truth is you could hurt me
You could throw me to the ground
You could kiss and date another girl
And always fool around
And sure, it would hurt me
It would crush be to the bone
It would chill my finally thawed out heart
And turn me back to stone
But I’d always have a warm spot,
Special just for you
A little red, burning spot
In an endless sea of blue
And it would turn into a fire,
A fire on the sea
And is wouldn’t matter how deep I swam
That fire would burn me
And although I hoped you loved me
As much as I loved you
It was a silly dream, of a foolish girl
That would just never come true
So tell me that you love me
And I’ll let it feed my soul
But on the inside here, I’m slowly rotting
With a heart that’s black as coal.
Buckets of Blood Community Member 
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