You held my heart in your hands
And forced me to take it back
I wore your cross on my back
Crying let me love you, let me save you
My heart grew to heavy to hold
Your cross sprouted thorns
Light couldn’t shine on your bosky character
And I started glowing at night
The world slowed for a moment
Sound had no noise
Scent had no smell
Your noble spirit was gone
And you hand over your ring
I cry let me love you, let me save you
As your cross crashes down from my shoulders
And I drag my heart back in chains
through the ashes of your love
– kristin l. cook
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