A drowned fool's heart yells quiet words that should
leave my love to drift on a desert sea
cast and hear myriad storms shrieking could
make deaf ears bend a vigorous plea
shredding softness blissfully streaming down
red armoured defence swiftly did vanquish
blistered heart beating a bewildered pound
banished the ghosts of old creeping anguish
I'm a feather and the cold winds' victim
riding terms of his disentanglement
blindingly indulging his thankless whim
traitorous heart fracture made imminent.
chattering cold the heat-searing pain blasts
in a place where hearts have thundered their last.
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