The Drama of Infinite Hearts
Simply behold that covering shell of flesh like the finest gold
Olive esoteric eyes silently speak of many stories left untold
Such a perfect mold with her luscious lips as forbidden fruits
Yet the sadistic scars reveal the drama of her chosen routes
Even beyond this rotten spot, she still seeks her stolen soul
To make her whole as she was ferociously forced into a role
She no longer plays, now locked up inside this gilded cage
Before she turns that page, her heart needs to free its rage
In the vague hour of gloom she rapidly raises from her tomb
As she fiercely hunts down he who caused this dark doom
Crying out to those buried infinite hearts to fight by her side
Their forces collide in raw revenge of a soul that never died
Uttering maligned moans when they crawl out their graves
In search of the pharaoh who’s not as brave as he behaves
Through time she turned callous, approaching royal palace
Rageful eyes ready to kill, addicted to a murderous malice
She enters the bedroom as he lays wrapped in silk sheets
Ready to compete as her bruised heart starts to skip beats
In a final strife: hands are trembling over that rusty old knife
She’ll use to make him feel once and for all she is his wife
Now gradually slicing his throat as his words float in the air
Transcend in quotes, his sapphire eyes expressing despair
Crimson drops coloring her dress as she cuts with finesse
All the anger she suppressed, now she can release stress
Leaving him breathless she walks out with a devilish smirk
She is letting those ravenous mummies finish off the work
Licking off her fingers so she tastes his warm darkred blood
Ultimate revenge for times he dragged her through the mud
Happiness fills her being, in her hand his most private parts
As a nice example of fine arts: the drama of infinite hearts
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