Poison(ed)
Poison(ed)
Every night softly cry
Eat an apple, hope to die
You've left me here, so red and flushed
I'm waiting for you, but feel rushed
The bleeding heart slips from my grasp
Run to catch it in a dash
But only you can break its fall
And as it hits, I slowly crawl
To you.
Adieu.
Goodbye,
Sweet lie.