Hate is spitting like venom
Into me, the fruit of the poisonous tree
But you're still too kind to each other
Still sleeping like lovers
I was always the axe in the family tree, I know
I learnt that lesson long ago
But you're the headsman
And she is Anne Boleyn
Don't blame the axe
It does not know where it swings
This is your fault
YOUR fault
your FAULT
YOUR FAULT
It's the fault in our stars
My star crossed lovers
And the decay of the stardust that created me
Fractured starlight and broken dreams
I thought love was a game of cards
Intrigue and intoxication
But it's a house of cards
Falling down around me
Falling's not the problem
When I'm falling I'm at peace
It's only when I hit the ground
I break like shattered glass
SO LOUD
I can see you in my feet
You're the blade that cut my soul
With each step
I tried to run
But you crippled me
Kiss me, then
Kiss my feet and beg me to forgive you
You know I never will
My heart can't possibly break
When it wasn't even whole to start with
Why didn't you kill me when it was not murder?
You kept me alive with scalpels and ether
I wish you had signed
Another dotted line.
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