My Dead Heart
At night when silence shrieks everywhere..
My shallow soul roars your name..
I feel empty inside..
As whatever happened was all my blame..
I drive into the sunset..
So that what I feel, you may feel same..
I Exhume corpse of mad infatuation..
That is how I drag myself to become insane..
I injure my drowsy eyes..
I torture my dead heart..
That you still exist in my existence just for this claim...
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