Pierce my heart let me bleed
Take a part i dont need
Watchu need, on my knees
Btch i plead i recieve
You decieve are you pleased?
No ur noOt when i fall i get bckk to it
You say scrw it and u lose it
Theres a problem i reduce it
AHHH
U say nothing evnn matrs that saddr
Are you proud?
Are you content?
All the time, was it wasted?
Was it the right path?
Could you be a better man?
The dream is over, why do you still cradle it within your hands?
Take a second just to feel it; evеrything within a moment
Can you promise that you loved it?
Was it rеally from the heart?
Was it just another part that you played through the fiction?
It's my own invention
It's just prose devoid of meaning