Roses starting to wilt,
Swords shattered at the hilt.
Canít defend myself against defiled love,
Streaming through the upper atmosphere is the disordered dove.
False love crushing who I am,
Striking me down where I stand.
Thoughts falling to the darkening cloud,
Mutest screaming out loud.
Blind to the truth we all know,
Diamonds donít always transform from coal.
For you Iíve taken on an army of grief,
And I was thrown aside crushed by a single leaf.
Lesser beings got their chance,
I only want one short dance.
I canít be all that you need,
But I am more then you have had; let me take the lead.
My love is like a pearl in the clam,
Hidden with in, held back by you lovely hand.
Carry your heart to me,
Iíll help you feel free.
Unfortunately you will see Iím not fake,
Even though you will always be in my heart it will be to late.
I can only endure such pain for a little while,
Stripping my soul exposed ceremonial waste pile.
I am through giving when is it my turn to take?
Only true love can hurt worse than hate.