Can You Hear It In My Teardrops


The words of a broken love song, blood filled teardrops
cutting through my flesh like burning blades.To never know
which person will stay, or even who you are today.
Demons fighting taking over your soul, are they wining
or are you losing control. This inner locking spiral unfolds.
A bitter sweet love affair better left untold.
Broken pieces of shattered dreams, empty heartbeats
and frozen streams.
What do you call it, do you call this thing LOVE?
Do you hear it in my teardrops, do you see in my pain.
My muted voice is silent and just praying it would rain.
Is there even any words left for us to say?
Loney songs hopefull cindarella tails, reality bliss left without
your kiss. Saden by emptiness, The devils team of slithering
snakes,like a fog reeping in close the door and lock the gate,
blood filled teardrops and shattered fate.
Tick tock so long your broken song sings too late.
Questioning my faith crying, Dear Lord please take away his pain
and free him from all of satins hate.
Battling your demons lost within yourself
losing touch of what is even really real.
Empty hearbeats, broken love songs, which way is up or
whats right or wrong.
Overflowing rainbows colliding windstorms strong.
What do you call it, do you call this thing LOVE?
The words of a broken love song, blood filled teardrops
cutting through my flesh like a burning blades.
There is only one thing left for me to say,
I'll love you forever always and until my dieing day!

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