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Bloodlust intentions fill me up with rage
The fumes of betrayal point towards Carnage
But I don't walk through that gate
That's not my intent anyway
I stay
Seated on the throne of patience
Watching my heart bruised and battered
By the pain of vain relations
Heart turned into stone by the hands of one of my own
But I have to resist, have to undo
The pain of expectation is, it has little to do with you
Yet when disappointment is aroused and betrayal is announced, the seat of your stomach sinks deep in a crowd of wild thoughts that envy delusion and smile at bliss.
Cuz ignorance does seem good in a time like this.
However, time will not sit still, and the truth is never too long concealed
When it comes, you bear the weight
Your heart in your hand, you control your fate
As I control mine
And while we did dine, break bread and drink wine
Betrayal was on your mind
This last supper was so divine
But your kiss destroyed this vine.
Now the repercussions linger on my mind
What resolution will my heart find?
May seem uncertain but I know my kind
I forgive, try to forget, pretend to be blind
Love like I'm hopeless and bewitch my own mind
And in no time, I'll be fine
I'm fine.
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