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The Broken Hearts Sestet-The Sufferer's Torment

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The day I asked you out
You I thought I could tell
I thought I could save your soul
But now you're headed for hell.

To you I was always good
To you I was always loyal
Yet your only gift to me
Was to go through emotional toil.

I gave you my affection
And then in eleven months you say
I just don't feel it anymore
So farewell, good day?

After all I've done for you
All the words I've said
If we were both hungry
It was you I fed.

Even after all the tears I shed
And all the people's say
I cried over your soul
How could you not sway?

And I hope you remember
Because I knew that day
I poured out everything to you
And you just walk away?

But now that you're gone
All the memories you made
Are finding their way out
And my heart's off the blade.

Now I'm free from your will
To me you tried to be nice
But you weren't the warmest one
In fact you're closer to ice.

And now that I'm free
But you linger still
I sit in my room and think
That you rule your own will.

It's not like you can hear me
You can't hear my plight
The thought of your dead body
Still haunts me during the night.



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