• thetwistedmonacle 20w

    Torn Apart

    Around this heart grew a cloak of stone,
    bitter love it cannot condone.

    And so you came and broke this glass,
    you are the first, and you are the last.

    So I thought I was the jackpot,
    Then I found out you're with a crackpot.

    My heart broke into a million pieces,
    In exchange for your lost kisses.

    Now stones have replaced this heart,
    Afraid to get torn apart.