I feel no love for this darkness,
believe me…
No romance for these eyes
that won't stop bleeding…
I feel no joy for the honey
stolen from my youth…
Or for the rain that drowned
all in me that was good and pure…
Gladly I would carve them out…
(they are so loud….)
My heart and eyes…
One brought nothing but pain
And the other showed me no blue in the sky…
I feel no contempt for this words
of blood and dust…
What solace have they brought me besides;
I bleed because I must…
Text by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)
Art by ChatGPT (MySoulToTake)
2025
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