The Dream

A painful dream that reoccurs
He’s slipped from your grasp and now become hers
He’s slipped from your world, brought you despair
He’s left you alone, gasping for air

He’s taken your soul and he’s torn it apart
Though you know it’s not smart, he still has your heart

A broken heart may slowly be mended
Though in his hand he keeps it defended

He keeps it whole though he keeps it his
The heart he stole stays as it is

The heart he stole stays in his hand
It withers and darkens to black
Until the day the you demand
He release your heart and give it back





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