To date, this work was my most draining. I poured so much into it. I hope YOU enjoy it.
He held your heart in his hands, and carelessly crushed it to sand. He calls himself a man? She is his puppet on a string, merely nothing more than his play thing. A yank and a tug, not even the promise of a hug. Excuses and promises he made, all began to fade. As the pieces fell apart she felt she lost it all. Nothing more to give, for what else did she have to live? You fell into my life in a crashing blaze. Such craze. A cloud mutually lifted from the haze. Set two hearts a blaze. Awoken by words unspoken. No longer taken for granted. No more tears to fall careless on black sand. Pulled close, held dear and cherished. A flame that cannot perish. The world revolves around her soul. The stars breath life to his eyes once more. Grains of sand, burn with so much pain in his hand. "Let me stich you up." Healing touch. I give so much all to "Stich you up." Behind her wall she bares it all a soul burnt to coal. Laid before him like untouched lumps if clay. Pieces of of my heart I give all to "Stich her up." Now I won't let you go, all I can do is show no matter what I will "Stich you up."