#49) Love’s Suicide

Tell me please, what is your name?  I need to know, if it’s the same…

Just as the one who broke me down, and left me lying on the ground

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Tell me why you sit and cry, when I’m the one who took the lie; mistaking it for loving truth, and wasted my most precious youth

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Tell me what you sought to gain, by causing me to go insane

Did you love to see my pain, and revel in my naked shame?

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Did you feel no sympathy, as you watched such tragedy, coming down, befalling me, as you stole so readily; with zealous hands straight from my soul, pieces spun from spools of gold

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Lacquered in the lust of old, varnished with the love you sold

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Tell me all the reasons born, from your mouth once filled with scorn

For my solemn eulogy, and my heartsick misery

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Tell me now, that I may see, all myself I’ve lost to thee

Tell me lies of splendid truths, bound within my silken noose

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