I tried hard to save a soul,
I saw those eyes covered with paint,
Paint of pains
But my hands were getting weak.
As blood dripped from my heart,
I heard hers beat bitterly.
She looked like a painting with dye
For how else can I explain the tears in her eyes?
She’s a hidden jewel
Crying out her soul for love,
Aching to be with the one in her heart
But you see, one cannot always call on love.
I put her in there,
I left her in pain,
I regret my actions,
Now she’s drowning in love.
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