As dark as the sky on a stormy night
As small as a mouse
As painful as a double edged knife
His heart
Evil in them
As cold as ice
As clear as glass
His eyes
As emotionless as death
As hard as metal
As beautiful as a sunset
His face
As hot as the sun
As built as a house
As soft as a teddy bear
His body
His heart
His eyes
His face
His body
All promised to me
None of it delivered
I miss out
But is it a good thing?
Will it be better to miss out
His cold heart
His evil eyes
His emotionless face
His built body
Defiantly not worth the pain
His shrivelled heart shall rot in hell
Yet is shall go with him
He is my drug
My addiction
So I shall follow him to the depths of hell
And my heart shall shrink
Shrink into a small ball
So tiny
Yet so painful
His heart
His eyes
His face
His body
Him
I need him
Goodbye my love
Though I am not in yours
You shall forever be in my heart
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