White Heart

White heart burnt by her love
White heart burnt by her love
For him

She had hope
She had hope like God
But like a million scribbled apologies
It wasn’t enough

So she walked away
And pulled the ashes from her shell

And him
He went home to his solitude
And his illusion filled drug

She too had her own drug
But of a different kind
Hers was sharp and it made her
Bleed

But like his it allowed an illusion
A fake happiness, a fake hope in
Him

White heart burnt by her love
White heart burnt by her love
For black





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