It feels as if my heart has been,
Crucified,
Upon a burning Cross.
Blood seeping from all my loss.
Give me a reason.
To Disban my Syn.
Why do i love?
Why do i care?
You hurt me when i tell you that i love and you..
Return my thoughts, With a stare, and lie.
I love you, you say,
But you know it as i.
This.
Is a lie.
My heart feels as if it's been..
Crucified,
Upon a burning cross.
Let it burn.
Dont save it.
God knows i dont need it.
Heaven just isnt Hot Enough.
~NJR
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