Rusting Heart
Rusting Heart
Long ago when your heart you exposed
I thought it was as pure as gold
I hung it around my neck adorned in a golden string
Waiting for the love and the joys it would bring
'Tis now that I take a closer look
At your rusting heart and it's deathly hook
The string forms a noose and tightens round my neck
And Oh!! ... it's waiting ...waiting for the final wreck.