Break into my heart with your rusty shank.
Since it's you I have to truly thank.
Thanks for stealing my heart away long ago
and thanks for leaving me with nothing left to show…
We know who you really want and need
and break my heart for the last time, indeed.
Ask me what’s wrong as I cry, laying on my back
and then move in to my neck for the final attack.

Spellbound in a fantasy called love
where sometimes cupid lets a push go to shove.
Ask yourself is this all I ever lusted, needed, wanted
or is it something that's always just been flaunted?

10/13/2003

Author's Note: I wrote this while going through a Morissey phase, hence the rusty shank line, grabbed from one of the songs.. this was written as your typical love lost poem aspect...

Posted on 10/13/2003
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