Darkest of all hearts by Michael Deboysere

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That circle of doom,
finally left my hand.
I want to bury it...
bury it in the sand.

It showed i was bound,
to the thing you call "your heart"
although you ripped it,
the one that is mine, apart.

Oblitterating the feelings i once had,
fooling you with the sneakiness of a cat.
The darkness in my soul has finally unleashed,
and on your ignorance it will start to feast.

Thank you for setting me free,
still you're the one that left me.
Hoping you are happy with that donkey now.
Pitty you prefer that over a kingdom, you cow.