Keep the eyes, and the heart, as well

They are so passé

Like your hand in mine.

--

No, I'd rather not see you

With your hollowed out smile,

It just serves as an excuse for wasted time.

The heart will be rather useless,

I don't really need blood;

I've got enough of you inside to keep me going for a while.

--

The other organs feel empty,

Deceived, robbed of their nutrients,

Withered, just like my soul.

--

It's like being alive without knowing it…

The sameness of it all,

Pretending to be affected by your sentiments.

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You know, we're really not that different from Romeo and Juliet,

We were a tragedy, too.

(I lay curses on such tragic love)

But this isn't ending in suicide,

Give me the poison;

Only one dies tonight.