My Curse, Your Obsession
You think what you feel is love
but it is only a spell I can't control,
You feel the heat of passion overwhelm you
But it can not melt this cold hearted soul
You want to save me from my tower,
The tower I made for me...
You think I am your sweet sweet rose,
But my cursed thorns will make you bleed
You say that we are meant to be,
that I am the only one you see.
But look around at the dead souls below,
they all fell to demise because of me
You want to save me from my tower,
The tower I made for me...
You think I am your sweet sweet rose,
But my cursed thorns will make you bleed
Your obsession will destroy you, why can't you see,
These cursed marks of anguish that will always be with me.
Run foolish one, run while you still can
Save yourself and hurry, for after this battle, you will not stand.
You want to save me from my tower,
The tower I made for me...
You think I am your sweet sweet rose,
But my cursed thorns will make you bleed
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The Pain of Love Collection
PoetryA collection of poetry I wrote during a rough time of when I thought I knew what Love was and found out how much it can hurt
