I have finally seen your true colors,
They chill me to my very bones.
If looks had indeed been in your favor,
Hollywood would carve your name in stones.

You took flight so I thought I should fight
For what my happiness may be well worth.
Sent my own heart into the hands of plight,
Landing myself into unbeatable wrath.

The memories scathe, so I would not go there,
They would scar for life but I will thrive:
They would serve as a reminder for the future,
And mark the depths of your cold indifference.

Should not have brought you to my favorite haunts,
Now I cannot step into these places no more.
You keep entering my nights through Morpheus' taunts,
Making me distrust my own dreams as before.

You started the game, plain and simple,
So I put on my poker face and took up the challenge.
You could have won, but we are stuck at stalemate,
There was a card I'd hidden for my own vengeance.

The pain has passed its crescendo, now gently mellow,
I seek redemption for my folly for want of you;
The tears will no longer caress my pillows,
I walk away from delusions that your love was ever due.

I paid the price.

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Another night has passed, soon the day will follow.
Memories are cold like ice bergs,
Under the diminishing Northern star,
I will not go down there, not anywhere near.

The fire that once burned ablaze has died down,
Its smoke ascending the clouds like a cry for help.
Could hopes ever inflict hurt,
If so, how would dreamers still thrive?

You turned a beautiful song into a requiem
Ashes of what could have been, are scattered
Into the vast, unchartered realms we should have dived
Pain is a foreign object that should not stay in my core.

I lift the Tarot deck, the Fool is my reflection.
When I played with fire and skated on thin ice,
I should've known the grounds wouldnt hold forever.
Took a leap of faith and landed where I shouldnt be.

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The heart is cast in a torturous chamber once more,
Disallowed to see the Moon's beauty late at night.
The prayers muttered and the dreams that haunt,
Have dissolved into an abyss of cold darkness.

You shouldnt have been allowed back into my life,
Where logic and sense have cast you out before.
Now it kills when I thought we're on the same page,
And you tear it out without a shard of emotion.

I've cried because you widened the crack in my heart,
But that will heal faster than you could remove your mask.
Don't you worry I will be standing up strong again,
I'm already laughing as the Fool in myself slowly dies.

The wrong signals must have been received,
But then I've always been blinded by my own desires.
I amaze myself with the ability to fail
When the rules of the game have been set by me.

I've tried because you've woken me from my dormant state,
But that will stop sooner than you could remember my name
Don't you worry I will be happier than ever before,
I'm already leaping on to the next stage without you in mind.

The parting shots must have been called,
But then I've always needed loss to assuage my fears.
I try to feel more pain course through my veins,
And then I remember there're those who've had it worse.

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You stand in the shadows, watching his
Backview, slowly vanishing into the cold winds.
The howling in the distance,
Only seek to darken the white of your gown,
The tears caressing your face, feel like
Blood pumped from the broken heart.

You let the pieces of the puzzle, slowly
Fall into a place you thought was heaven.

Little did you know it was merely a stage,
All the props and scripts were flawless,
All the power you had felt, they were lures,
Into webs of untruths woven for the deserved.
You were a performer, as was he - and you
Didnt even know when the tables had turned

So now you write, you pen your misery in ink,
Onto virgin parchment mockery of your sins.

The Moon overhead smiles at your folly,
At the thoughts that grow ahead of you.
What dreams, what mistakes, oh cast them
To the stars. Let their brightness rule;
Oh cast them to the Moon, let these
Ugliness be purified by Her beauty.

And oh, cast them to the fiery Sun, let His
Fires burn all bridges of memories of him.

So they may no longer haunt you,
Deep In the nights, deep in your mind;
You carved his face, his memories,
Into the emptiness he left behind for you.
Oh you, Mistress of the Night - In the cold,
Melancholic nights, you need seek solace too.

You are like a chess pawn, walking into traps
Garner some lent strength, rise from the ashes.

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