for her

my heart is a mystery brocken glass as my history through all the love and shame i will always feel the pain the demon in my eyes beuty as disguise all the tears on the floor i will not take ANYMORE THE ANKWISH TO GREAT I WILL DECINAGRATE THE FEAR OF LOVE CATCHES MY EYE THE DEVIL HAS MURDERED ME i will die not for love not for hate for knowing you would rather see my fate.