The Queen Of Blue Hearts


I let out my hands to reach out for you
Vocals gased outs screaming a cry of fools
I expressed my ever so passionate beautiful soul
I wasted amounts of my precious time in art form toll
The price heart wretching steep
The game plays on for keeps
Cornered still in my darkest hours
And this is what you do so sour
A cold moment at my all time low
Never had I died a pain so slow
Stared in my very eyes pierced soul deep
Tucked your hands ice pockets bucket deep
Oh cold shoulder
Size of boulders
Served in cup holders
Ice chiseled solider
A breath lingers chills down my spine
So refined where the devils dine
The agony of the grand feast that eats me alive
Relived over and over flashback in open eyes
Soaking countless amounts of hearts with scars
The beauty of an Ice Queen that you are

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