Like the devil
You devour
Burning scorching
Scratch and scour
You took my heart
Already black
Now you want to give it back
As ashes fall from my eyes
I cry the tears I should not cry
You took my love and that's a fact
I never thought you would act like that
My heart was yours to protect and keep
Like laundry now it's a dirty heap
But to pick it up and wash it off
Is way past that little mind of yours.

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