Ceramic Heart

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I cannot question your love for me


This love is black and white


Of such things I own in vibrancy


I cannot own this sight;


No thought has bound me here to stay, so still all alone


No thought has scarred a love so deep


As the love I call my own;


The fool that I am


Thought you could understand


The pain I feel with you


The fool that I am


Cannot understand


The love I question in truth.