Heartbreaker…

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What if he said that he loved you…
After all’s been said and done…

What if he uttered those three words…
And confessed you were the one…

Admitted it’s never been over…
That he’s still utterly obsessed…

Craving to be with you each moment…
But his feelings have to be repressed…

As no one can know the truth…
So he buries them deep down inside…

And the moment he pushed you away…
The truth is, he simply just lied…

Because you’re the one in his dreams…
It’s your face when he closes his eyes…

He fell on the day that he met you…
Each day since he’s had to disguise…

The connection that exists between you…
Unspoken memories you’ve amassed…

Wrapped up in small talk conversation…
Never talking about what has past…

Those sweet stolen moments of sin…
The lies that became secret memoirs…

That somehow still burn so brightly…
In-between the battle lines and scars…

Thoughts he pretends to have forgotten…
In a form of twisted self-preservation…

Carrying on with his day to day life…
Without thought or any hesitation…

Yet wondering what might have been…
If the midnight stars had aligned…

If the planets had somehow collided…
Allowing hearts to become entwined…

Instead the potent spell was broken…
Leaving moments of bitter regret…

Within a lingering mist of maybes…
But a commitment to never forget…

And what if he said he remembered…
Every second of the whole affair…

Would the gravity of that confession…
Reveal the truth or just simply a dare…

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©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “I’m Going To Stop Pretending” by The EELS

Sweet Dreams…

him

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Erase his memory…
And wipe it clean…

Remove the faces…
That he has seen…

The ones he’s hurt…
And uttered his lies…

That stain his soul…
Making him despise…

Every bad thought…
Every wrong deed…

That was sown…
By the Devil’s seed…

And infected his head…
With Sinner’s thoughts…

Diverting him away…
From all he was taught…

About right and wrong…
The good and the bad…

Now he looks back…
And he feels so sad…

As the fun distraction…
That made him smile…

Will be held against him…
At the final trial…

Of his dirty soul…
As he meets his maker…

And stands in judgement…
Accused of being a faker…

Before being condemned…
To an afterlife in Hell…

Chained to his Master…
For being an infidel…

Because for every action…
He knew the high price…

Yet was still addicted…
To thrills in the night…

Now haunting his memory…
Making him silently scream…

As it comes flooding back…
When she whispers “Sweet dreams”

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©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Sweet Dreams” Covered by Marilyn Manson

 

“Sweet dreams are made of these”…

him

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Erase his memory…
And wipe it clean…

Remove the faces…
That he has seen…

The ones he’s hurt…
And uttered his lies…

That stain his soul…
Making him despise…

Every bad thought…
Every wrong deed…

That was sown…
By the Devil’s seed…

And infected his head…
With Sinner’s thoughts…

Diverting him away…
From all he was taught…

About right and wrong…
The good and the bad…

Now he looks back…
And he feels so sad…

As the fun distraction…
That made him smile…

Will be held against him…
At the final trial…

Of his dirty soul…
As he meets his maker…

And stands in judgement…
Accused of being a faker…

Before being condemned…
To an afterlife in Hell…

Chained to his Master…
For being an infidel…

Because for every action…
He knew the high price…

Yet was still addicted…
To thrills in the night…

Now haunting his memory…
Making him silently scream…

As it comes flooding back…
When she whispers

“Sweet dreams”

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“Sinner, I have never learned”…

angel

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The angels won’t save you…
They’ve covered their eyes…

And blocked their ears…
So they can’t hear your lies…

They know what you’re doing…
They watch from a far…

They are keeping a record…
Each and every little scar…

Every time you deceive…
Each mark your soul…

They know all the details…
And the size of the hole…

The one that’s being dug…
Especially for you…

Your final resting place…
When this life is through…

As you won’t fly with angels…
Or sit on the right hand…

There’ll be no Vestal Virgins…
There’ll be no promised land…

Your fate has been written…
By you and you alone…

The depths of Hell awaits…
Chained to Satan’s throne…

Forever to be reminded…
Of what you have done…

Your crimes all replayed…
All your dark sins rerun…

In a perpetual playback…
For your eyes only…

Showing you the impact…
On the weak and the lonely…

Those you have hurt…
And stabbed in the back…

Those lives you ruined…
And pushed into the black…

Because no one can save you…
You’re the one they despise…

The one who is marked…
A sinner with snake eyes…

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“Or this could be Hell”…

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So, you didn’t make it…
Welcome to Hell…

Make yourself comfortable…
This is your own private cell…

Wrap this round your neck…
You’ve earned this chain…

A link for each of your sins…
You’ll experience them again…

One by One by One…
In technicoloured glory…

Each and every mistake…
In your sad, twisted story…

Because you never listened…
Never heeded the warnings…

You did not believe…
Just partied on till morning…

Thinking you were clever…
That you wouldn’t pay the price…

You did what you wanted…
Without any kind of sacrifice…

Doing it your own way…
And tarnishing your soul…

Did you think you were wise…
That you were in control…

And now you are here…
Beginning to perspire…

There’s no rest for the wicked…
As you burn in Hell’s fire…

Whilst the Demons dance…
To the Devil’s own groove…

They’re your eternal jailers…
Who’ll watch your every move…

As you are now damned…
For the rest of eternity…

And you will be broken…
You’ll be forced to your knees…

Living in Satan’s palace…
And getting sliced by his knife…

He’ll make you plead to go back…
But it’s to late to change your life…

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“Sweet dreams are made of these”…

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Erase his memory…
Wipe it clean…
Remove the faces…
He has seen…
The ones he’s hurt…
And uttered the lies…
That stain his soul…
And make him despise…

Every bad thought…
And every wrong deed…
That was sown…
By the Devil’s seed…
And infected his head…
With Sinner’s thoughts…
Diverting him away…
From all that was taught…

About right and wrong…
The good and the bad…
Now he looks back…
And feels so sad…
As the fun distraction…
That made him smile…
Will be held against him…
At his final trial…

Of his dirty soul…
As he meets his maker…
And stands in judgement…
Accused of being a faker…
Before being condemned…
To an afterlife in Hell…
Chained to his Master…
For being an infidel…

Because for every action…
He knew the high price…
Yet was still addicted…
To thrills in the night…
They now haunt his memory…
Make him silently scream…
As he plays it all back…
When she whispers “Sweet dreams”

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