Testo She Loves Me Not Deltaforce 23
A sacred memory holds you while a fireburns you where blood once fervently pumped
for her and every action
deliberate steps placed on stone yellow hearts.
She loves me not,
embraced by the frosted memories
of where you look behind, it's the only way you can see.
Streaming tears down the palette of your face
paint a picture red and black and blue.
The emotion bleeds into my eyes overflowing despite your pride.