Heart

I've got plenty of daggers
Piling up inside of me
For I went to many wars
And lost every single one

I thought I had in me a single thought
Of you being the one

Perhaps, it was a wrong move
Entering this battle again
Though a rotten heart
I must attain

It's the greatest prize
Of innocent bliss

After all, it was indeed
A blatant mistake on my part
To try to take
...your heart

-D.M-