[center][u][b]Funeral of Love[/b][/u]

Clutch the chest,
This wounded heart burns
For what was taken,
Forever it yearns.

Words of poison
Absorbed by the vein.
Sweet seduction,
I’m walking with a cane.

I bleed the shards
Of frozen tears.
My body a playground,
For sorrow and its peers.

Shot by the shell of love,
I’ve lost all emotion.
Stumble and fall,
Gather ‘round to see the commotion.

Black lace and smokey breath,
Battered mind and war scarred vest.
Puts me six feet under,
Just like the rest.[/center]