A Curiosity that Kills

Tell me more

Spare me no details

I might hate you when you’re done

But from that, spare me none.

 

A heartbroken that may never heal

A trust forever destroyed

A fatal pain he won’t avoid.

Deliver it, the content of that envelope sealed.

 

Tell me even more

It doesn’t matter if it bleeds

It doesn’t matter if it kills

Make my heart race until I’m no more.

 

It all started with a gentle breeze

Then a heavy warm steam

Then a stray of red in the eyes

Then… a heart that turns into ice.

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