Untitled Hysteria:
This deception she’s put you through,
Torment and destruction of your feelings,
But she will always burn in your veins.
Atmospheric weather pours down like tears,
The tears both of you have shared in the past,
Even at the end same time holding on,
To one another holding back the Hysteria.
Death wouldn’t hold her as tight as he will.
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Can this really be happening?
She will never die inside his heart.
Can this really be happening?
She won’t stop burning though his veins.
She won’t stop burning though his veins.
What was it like after she let him go?
Did she ever feel the remorse at all?
Or was she going to leave him as a ghost,
Just because of her black heart leads her away?
Or was she addicted to the cosmetic drama,
Just to rip his heart apart chamber by chamber?
Never letting go of the feelings that drives him,
Death wouldn’t hold her as tight as he will.
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Her heart beating is everywhere he goes,
Still able to feel every touch of her fingers,
Running all over his back nail marks left behind,
After leaving the smell of sex on each others bed,
Motionless holding each other after making love,
It seemed to be a normal routine for them.
But now she marks the back of another bastard,
Because of a rational choice she made,
Leaving him breathless and all teary eyed.
Death wouldn’t hold her as tight as he will.
Weary from the dramatic she’s just an addict,
She will forever burn in his veins,
A continuous cycle of pain every time her eyes,
Meet up with his, heart starts beating just burning.
Urges to take her breath away just one last time,
Knowing she will turn her cheek and then he doesn’t exist.
Death wouldn’t hold her as tight as he will.
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JUST ONE LAST TIME!!
JUST AN UNTITLED HYSTERIA!!
JUST IN THE PAST!!
JUST AN UNTITLED HYSTERIA!!