Little diamond sparkle heart, dear cold art.
Falls on neck to prove that fire, only one feels its ice cold flare.
Lovers family Xmas New year come together, warm each other, not here.
Look straight in eyes touches that soul, see the long lost love sparkles, new love whistles.
Promises, argues, fights & more, feels the need to fix it with yours.
They said "you have done nothing wrong you know?" Answered " yea but self blame is out of control"
Once the Baby, Only & Honey, why feels like Plan B.
Pathetic, paranoid, who is she?
Heart says not Second choice nor Backup plan she calls it, face smiles hands holds they try to feel it.
No one's fault to blame, but is it just a game?
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