Bowing before the throne down on both knees,
My head is torn into pieces as I beg please.
No mercy for the weary heart that is oozing,
Total destruction, a death of his choosing.
Bowing before God giving all the pain to divine,
The Holy Grail has spilled he will never be mine.
Walking away in total defeat by life's insane twists,
Memories burnt in my soul, forever to be gravely missed.
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