Love and Lust

It's hurt so much
When the attractions is faked
Wrong to think, painful to feel
It's a crush, but it has been crushed
This is a heart, covered with tears of blood
Angers filling in the space, nothing but emptiness

I'm drowned into the dept of the ocean
Thinking that Its better to disappear
Let it be gone and no one will remember
Because there's of no use anymore
Those moments of laughter, has turn into tears

You are standing there, watching me as if I am nothing but a statue
Obsession to own, engulfed you into desire
there is no love, no feeling
Just a bit of lust and you try to justify as love
It was a crush... but you had it crushed
Because I am a flesh and blood with heart
Not just dead statue to be watched!

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