Deaucalions Fate's blog: "The Voice of a Broken Butterfly"

I'm tired of your beauty, its a stain upon my heart.
a dripping, darkened venom tearing me apart.
Tell me that you hate me i need to be set free.
Don't tell me that you love it when its just the you and me.
I need to feel the numb thats comes with, it's over i can't stay.
I need to think you hate me so the pain will go away.
You say that you do love me, but if you did
then you'd be here.
I'd be holding you with all my heart, without that constant aching fear.
So just tell me that we're over the tears don't mean
a thing just one more drop of water
to take away the sting.