Monday, February 14, 2011

My Valentine

Hollow is this heart you leave,
Love a flattery to deceive;
With a spoon you dug so deep,
And I alone am left to weep.

My Valentine! My Valentine!
Perfectly, you once were mine.
My Valentine! My Valentine!
My loss has come to so define

Me.

While the Fox outside hunts its prey,
I entreat you, please, to love and stay;
Still you appear so cold and callous,
I implore you, please, don’t let this pass us.

My Valentine! My Valentine!
Perfectly, you once were mine.
My Valentine! My Valentine!
Your cause has come to just confine

You.

And the wenches circle the whores,
Defilement bursting from their pores;
Cast aside, a stepping stone like me,
I abide forever, waiting to feel free.

My Valentine! My Valentine!
Perfectly, you once were mine.
My Valentine! My Valentine!
Deceit has come to softly recline

Tonight.

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