My Empty Heart
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Why must you tease my empty heart?
What has my heart done to you,
To slice, dice, and when you’re through,
Toss it back to me all shredded
With pain so very deeply embedded?
Why must you tease my empty heart?
I hope throughout each passing day
Your angst will somehow give way
To something peaceful, warm and pure,
So my love for you will endure.
You’ll do anything I say I fear
To keep my loving ways so near
Until your need to hurt me comes
And my heart’s love blood runs
Leaving it aching and restless.
Dam you to hell for now but, “Yes!”
I’ll say when you come again
And I’ll think dam you to hell and then
Beg for your embrace and your kiss
Feeling so much painful bliss!
Why must you tease my empty heart?
What has my heart done to you,
To slice, dice, and when you’re through,
Toss it back to me all shredded
With pain so very deeply embedded?
Why must you tease my empty heart?
I hope throughout each passing day
Your angst will somehow give way
To something peaceful, warm and pure,
So my love for you will endure.
You’ll do anything I say I fear
To keep my loving ways so near
Until your need to hurt me comes
And my heart’s love blood runs
Leaving it aching and restless.
Dam you to hell for now but, “Yes!”
I’ll say when you come again
And I’ll think dam you to hell and then
Beg for your embrace and your kiss
Feeling so much painful bliss!
Why must you tease my empty heart?
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