Wednesday, 14 February 2018

Black-Hearted Cunt

I'm a black-hearted cunt
You lit a fire in me
And practically burnt the thing to dust
What few scraps you feed me are my crutch in so much
As even a tar black heart
That has mostly been burnt to dust
Has a little part of it that remains untouched
And longs still to be loved
I'd become an alcoholic
But there's too high a risk of optimism when drunk
Without your love
I will forever be a black-hearted cunt.

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