Auraine2

The soul is torn in two that which I know why The heart cries for you falling in again to the lie. For love and kindness rip at me begging out of me honor for its sake outstretched arms cling to old glee as this new event makes its wake. Where am I without you Who have I become beaten black and blue I am simply numb. The heart knows love Oh but it knows pain too On swift wings from above the knife is nearly due. And I wonder how I can care still after I've seen times before Not enough lace, powder or frill to hide from truth's cruel core. Despite friend or lover the seeping pain is brought in one way or another some for