After all that happened I am still empty, and I still love her…

My eyes cried out loud as the rain falls
My crystal clear tears formed like balls
The silent gloomy night gives mocking calls
I could hear my voice like echoed souls

She’s far from me, I couldn’t feel her heart
She’s mocking me, I couldn’t get the art
She acts like this sometimes she acts like that
She’s an untraceable top that spins like crap

Considering the efforts that I’ve done for her
She wasted it like trash into the garbage lair
Tryin’ to blow my top but still I couldn’t resist
Tryin’ to off the top of my head just to forget the rest

I couldn’t figure out the crook among the crooks
Like I’m a victim of crooked crookery of cooks
The food that looks good doesn’t always mean good
Sometimes you need to taste it first to know if it’s rude

And now I’ve understand the rest of my fears and doubts
The evil me seem tryin’ to go out and want to shout
Never provoke me to fight otherwise you’ll be cast out
Danger! The seed of dark existence starts the final bout.

You chose him not me ’cause he made you smile?
Come on girl! Didn’t I even make you smile?
I’m not forcing you, you’re not forcing me
I’m sorry to tell you, tryin’ to utter it badly

She’s gone! Yes, she’s gone! I’ve blown her with a gun!
He’s gone! Yes, he’s gone! I’ve blown him with a gun!
And the final bout was over but I was still empty
With the fake dazzling silver-gold coins as bounty

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