Open your eyes and crash through my chest and you will find me
Nothing is left but a blanket of ash
Where my heart used to be
Fixating on the focal point of your honesty
Tried & true lies are easier to find
When it’s all you feed me
You must be blind not to notice the pain When I randomly bleed
The essence of last of your touch was 1800 degrees (where my heart used to be)
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