Allergenic are his feelings when he hears her yelling..
you love me no more; why should I, he wonders.
faded charms, cold feelings, never-ending arguments.
a scull filled with grey hair, hopelessly trying to feel something,
while she adores temptation
joy blew up insane minds
seductive attempts, failed..
dear, try one last time that old song
voices fly shy, dead tones,
traps just wont work
no more, admit it,
after all those years, she is…
still bleeding, still craving for him;
cloaked behind a misty smile, she remains.
surrender; maybe she will not.
she remains…a fighter.