Mending the heartache






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A heartbreak teaches you how to turn love into hatred, hatred into fear and fear into sense.

Mending the heartache

In a castle made of ash, seated on a broken throne

In a castle made of ash, seated on a broken throne You dream of a heinous knight with sculpted faces, made of stone.

You hide your face, you wrap around the thorn sewn mantle.

You hide your face, you wrap around the thorn sewn mantle. Your once flaming gaze is now shadowed.

You’re crying ghosts.

The void now calls your name,

The void now calls your name, It fills your guts and your frame.

The void now calls your name, It fills your guts and your frame. You ask if you’re to blame

And whispers you to feel no shame.

And whispers you to feel no shame. You did not flinch, you had no power.

The cracks bloomed, It was shattering! The heart.

The cracks bloomed, It was shattering! The heart. What could you do? You could not leave it tear apart!

Shaking, you apologized, grabbed a goblet,

Shaking, you apologized, grabbed a goblet, the grip got firm.

And poured down the molten gold,

And poured down the molten gold, you let it scream,

And poured down the molten gold, you let it scream, you let it squirm.

The void chuckled. It held your crown.

The void chuckled. It held your crown. It will wait for you come back at dawn.

It is cold and neath, a gentle ache lurks. It has been mended.

No Hammer, no touch or word can break it.

Now. It is time to rise,

Now. It is time to rise, it’s time to pray.

Clean your knees, dry your tears.

Clean your knees, dry your tears. Smile, get up and walk away.

Thank you for reading ^w^

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