Love’s Lobotomy
I’m in the chair, my limbs bound
Anesthetic in, I’m winding down.
I feel the pick upon my head
Can’t help but feel I’ll soon be dead.
They say this can cure me
And emotionless eternity
I smile before he’s about to start
I can only think the pick should be at my heart
For its not my brain that makes me love
But he insists it’s from above.
I open my eyes just one last time,
Before I atone for my heartfelt crime.
I feel the pick about to go through
And when the light clears, the one holding the hammer,
Is you.
-Sincerely yours
Andreas
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always remember someone, somewhere. They're always there.
Throw caution to the wind and let your fantasies run wild. Don't let your spirit be kept in a cage, let it go free and show the world it's beauty.
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The second line is my favorite, I think. The anestetic one.