The metaphorical way of life / The Wolf
You looked at me
With those eyes
That always made my
Heart skip a beat
You looked at me
Dead serious
With those eyes
That I kept diving into
You looked at me
With those eyes
Without a blink
And you tore my chest open
You cut my heart out
And then beat it with a hammer
And burnt it with flames
Threw it under a bus
And when you were satisfied
You ran it over just in case
And put it back in
Sowed up the chest with a poisonous
Thread
You looked at me
With those eyes
And nonchalantly
Gave me hell
Of a pain
		
		 
		
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