Keelian-Brett12

Ask me if I care, I will tell you I do. But inside, Where the flames burn so hot, You will find the footprints you made, And the heart you slowly fed lies to, Bulge with organic hatred seeping from the valves, Come loose in front of your eyes, Will that make you regret? Will that make you afraid and understand? Of the beauty in me you held in your hand. This is the ultimate secret, That everyone has felt and waited for, Just kill me while I'm weakest, Don't make me suffer.