Poem -

Enemy of the heart

why do I keep fucking up?

Enemy of the heart

I can pick on you and make you cry
I can sift through the ashes of eden
The garden was set on fire again
I believe it happened way back when
The flame burns brighter than the fire
I don't care anymore about what they say
do we unite or do I have to kill you all
be afraid, be very afraid of what I'm capable of
I won't kill you I'll make you wish you were never born
I'll make you turn your back on yourself

You've created a monster and I'm all out of fuel
The fire is going out and all I see is the sun
you make me believe in myself again than crush me
squishing my my blood and bones between your giant toes
all in or nothing, I don't believe in you anymore

I don't want to stop believing in love
I know there's love in this world from above
you come down for me, do you see it for yourself
do you see what's going on in this cruel world
I never made myself feel worthy of it
and when it came I wasn't prepared for it
Is there someone out there for me
bring me back to life,
the energy suckers drained me of life

I fucked things up again
I'm new to this, I don't wanna remember
who I was before I became king
I'm sorry my classic queen Gloria
I never meant to say the things I said
someone please murder me,
if every queen was taken from me

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