I am here but not all there
I have no more heart to spare
I am here but not fully aware
this hell I live I must bare
He is still as free as the tides
there is no rule that he abides
His eyes are with which he hides
all the lies with which he divides
and conquers my broken heart
to once more rip it apart
like he did right from the start
so much so it's a work of art
this carved up heart I wear
is mere ornament not so rare
and I am here but not all there
but I still love you, I swear!
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