Witty puns, cynical jibes, sarcastic lines.
They flow forth
with casual ease, these rhymes.
Of evil humour
and charming wit, O Tongue.
With words soft and meanings strong.
But a heart as cold as ice.
Reflected in
those glittering eyes.
No warmth sits
upon this breath.
That part of a soul bereft.
And every line a veil
To hide a
lovelorn tale.
Of a heart so
shattered
That it lost all that mattered.
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