Princess you are my muse
You bring out the best in me
My broken heart is due
Why I can't see
That the pain you brought
I constantly sought
You can drain the blood
From my still beating heart
If only you would
I'll cut it out and give you a start
I will die with or without
Your painful doubt
I can't take the rage
The thought
Or the new page
You fought
In the new chapter
We must master
I can cry out
To the gods
Or even shout
Through the fog
Will you listen
Or resist it?
My princess
My queen
A mistress
To be seen
Gone for good
It seems so crude
Like a cold cruel joke
You stole my heart
As I lay in the smoke
The fiery dart
That pierces my soul
But you already know
I just want to end it all
Take my life
Let me fall
Or give me the right
To survive
The look from you that's like a thousand knives
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