Cryptic-Cloak

She cut her wrist upon a thorn now her heart, her soul, her life, is torn this Curse refuses to bleed her lungs refuse to scream to give in and give up she's never give the Curse what he wants Yes, this curse is a man it's the man that refuses to try and understand each lady's heart should never be torn apart but that's your mistake because thanks to you, she will break She's lost all her strength, she could die tomorrow Will you heart not fill with sorrow? you loved her once, that I know But now that she's dieing where will you go don't ask for forgiveness, don't bag for mercy Your the one that's killing her, don't you see?