The Diary Of Tears ( Thirteen )

Till when my heart will you delay

a dear suicide day after day

what I am, where I am

in this life I find no way

Till when my cancer will you sleep

I beg for you, I yell, I weep

what I am, where I am

have gone all I had to keep

Till when everything that had left

me divided sadly cleft

occupy me though no eye

on me had saddened or even wept

And till when will my heart

wish death as a start

of fading your eternal curse

a curse crafted of my art.

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