Removal of the eyes gives my heart a saddened chill.
I preserve them in formaldehyde to gaze upon at will.
How their greenish flecks befill me that starlit winters night.
How I lost all that I ever was while locked within their sight.
Before you sits a broken man, your fragile pinkish heart in hand.
Peculiar how it can hurt so bad while love is only in the mind.
I sew the gaping chest-work, each thread is made with love.
The bosom where I would rest my face is covered in your blood.
No, this is not the end, you'll live on eternally.
Oh Lord, its not the end, my secret you'll forever be.
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