I have heard her sight is a curse,
How far can she see? I wonder.
She stares at me, she stares in deep, everything she sees
Like the war that once transpired by a never-ending conflict of all my desires.
I lost the purest heart only to end up with the evil recognized by God.
Oh! I fought a war for nothing at all,
I lost.
I lost her for the better or worse.
I cut myself it bleeds but it doesn't hurt.
Patience resonates with each cut or bruise I make.
All I want is my eyes to close, nothing more
Because I see her when it's dark cold.
An evil so beautiful, my mind numbs, nothing hurts.
One of the strongest spells brought from hell on earth.
My better half, she was, back when she was the only "her" in my brain; filled with thoughts that are all in vain.
A mediocre face but when her heartbreaks,
I sense some beauty in her tears.