Love hangs you from her thread
Encases you in a concrete bed
To lie there
As if happiness could save you
And an armoured heart will break you
You'll die there
.
There's nowhere to go
So in love lies our hope
Be our saviour
.
But she lies
A noose she ties
For her graveyard
All these romances died
From the knots that she tied
They'll hang here
.
On love's gallows
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